Hideaway {Tythan}

Conversation eleven

Tyler 🎮: hey

Big jazz boi: holy fuck

Tyler 🎮: ??

Big jazz boi: you messaged first.

Tyler 🎮: so?

Big jazz boi: you've never done that before

Tyler 🎮: I have a thought process behind it

Big jazz boi: aw, finally thought somebody wanted to talk to me just for the sake of it

Tyler 🎮: keep dreaming

Tyler 🎮: I figured if I ever wanna find out how you found me, and if I'm ever gonna see what you look like, then I can't sit around waiting for you to message me

Big jazz boi: and you're back to being skeptical ol' TyTy, the person I didn't miss in the slightest.

Big jazz boi: why can't you just talk to me like I'm your friend

Tyler 🎮: how do I know you aren't some 40 year old man named chuck who lives in his mothers basement in southern Detroit?

Big jazz boi: whoah

Big jazz boi: that was oddly specific

Tyler 🎮: I'm a man of specific taste

Big jazz boi: which I'm assuming doesn't include middle aged men who live in Detroit?

Big jazz boi: good thing I'm not then

Tyler 🎮: it also doesn't include annoying people who find you over the Internet and tell you barely anything about themself

Big jazz boi: darn

Big jazz boi: guess I'll have to send you that pic of me then

Tyler 🎮: really?

Big jazz boi: fuck no

Tyler 🎮: why is it such a big deal to you anyway?

Big jazz boi: I gotta go

Tyler 🎮: Ethan don't try and get out of this

Tyler 🎮: you're gonna have to tell me

Tyler 🎮: one of these days