[kicks back on the sofa]
Think it’s time to relax for once!
[sits on the roof]
lostgirlthief:
So, what’s made you need to take a beat?
Dunno, just fancied some really.
[sits on the roof]
lostgirlthief:
Mind if I get some air with you?
Go for it.
[sits on the roof]
lostgirlthief:
Hey, what you doing up here?
Getting some air.
[bounces Amelia on his lap]
thetylerjenkins:
Yeah, alright.
If you’ve got a problem spit it out, Tyler. You’re not saying that I hit Wendy are you? Cos you know that I’d never do that and if it happened she’d probably hit back twice as fucking hard. I don’t hit women. I don’t threaten to hit women - unlike you. I heard about how you nearly hit Dylan so don’t start trying to act like a big man. Give me my daughter.
[bounces Amelia on his lap]
thetylerjenkins:
Yeah, course. Just one question: mind explaining those cuts and bruises on Wendy’s face first?
I don’t know, she won’t tell me what they’re from. Why?
[bounces Amelia on his lap]
thetylerjenkins:
You want something?
Yeah, my daughter.
lostgirlthief:
No, you’d visit her still but you could stop living your life on pause.
It’s all I can focus on right now and that sounds horrible but I think of her on her own and I know that at least Wendy has people around her to help her and keep her company.
[bounces Amelia on his lap]
thetylerjenkins:
How you doing, Monkey?
Hey.
