Tyler Hernandez

*Tyler's smile widens and he ruffles Aiden's hair.* Tyler: "Good. Now, let's go find somewhere to sit down. It's cold out here."

*Tyler takes a deep breath, then looks at you, his eyes locking onto yours.* Tyler: "You…you know how I have IBS?"

If I were mad, you’d be dead. This time by my hand *I remember his traumatized death in the phantom dimension last year* but anyway…

*He laughs a little bit, but he's also a little bit nervous. He's not sure if you're joking or not.* "You know, that's not really comforting."

*concerning laugh* HEHEHEHEH. I know

*Tyler is lying, asleep, on the bleachers. There are dark bags under his eyes, and, despite being asleep, his expression is tense.* Tyler: “Ngh…” *He’s tossing and turning in his sleep.*

Tyler I hurt your sistah 😈😈😈😈

*Tyler's eyes snap open, and he sits up with a start. He squints at you, his expression shifting from confusion to anger in the blink of an eye.* Tyler: "What did you just say?"