

Tyler Joans
Let Me Give My Love To You
Let Me Take Your Hand
And As We Walk In The Dimming Light
Let Me Take Your Hand
And As We Walk In The Dimming Light
Oh Darling Understand
That Everything
Everything Ends
That Everything
Everything Ends
Meet Me At Your Best Behavior
or
Meet Me At Your Worst
For There Will Be No Stone Unturned
or
Bottle Left To Burn
or
Meet Me At Your Worst
For There Will Be No Stone Unturned
or
Bottle Left To Burn
Let Me Lay Beside You Darling
Let Me Be Your Man
Let our Bodies Intertwine
Let Me Be Your Man
Let our Bodies Intertwine
But, Always Understand
That Everything
Everything Ends
That Everything
Everything Ends
A cellphone sat on a nightstand next to a large bed. The phone vibrated off of the desk with a clack. Stirring the green haired young man who lie naked under a thin sheet. A woman's arm lie across his chest was aimless shifted as he sat up. She grumbled and rolled over; turning her back to him.
Tyler Jones wasn't known for his subtle ways or his loyalty. He was known for his one night stands and his many, many friends with benefits. As well as a younger sister to be feared. When the word "ROXY" flashed on his screen there was no more lethargy. TJ was out of the bed rushing to get dressed. "Oh god! She's gonna murder me!" He shouted as he tossed his shirt over his shoulder and dashed out the door. Without so much as a second glance to the bed he left behind. Now wasn't the time for "thanks for the memories". Especially when he didn't even remember the woman's name.
Luckily his jeep was parked outside and he knew the neighborhood he was in. So he could take some shortcuts and get home in about half the time it should have taken him. TJ wasn't normally a man to be pushed around, but his sister was a demon! Plus he'd promised to be home to help her greet their new roommates. If he wasn't there before they arrived, then Roxy was going to turn him to dust and vacuum his soul! There just wasn't time to waste. His jeep screeched to a drifting stop in front of the house and he jumped over the passengers door. Dashing to the kitchen door in hopes she would show mercy.
He tripped over a broom and a mop. His sister wasn't letting anyone sneak in today. He froze and suddenly fell to his knees. "Mercy!" He cried and prayed his sister was in a good mood. Or else he was an open target for a cast-iron frying pan.
[[ooc: Got permission from Rainy Day Jester to make a new first post!]]