Side Chapter: That Familiar Feeling

Is this… the real life? 

No, no… how… how could it be real at all? Gotta be a dream, gotta be just a fantasy, yeah? He pinches himself, for sure he'll wake up in his hotel room on the bed, sucking his thumb, and potato chips crumbs all over his shirt.

Now that's the realest real right there. 

"Fuckin' ow..." Tyler whispered to himself, pinching himself, then rubbing himself. Repeating the process for like the tenth time already.

Yet he wouldn't wake up, so many red spots on his skin probably - and yet he was still dreaming, he was still here, he was still with her…

Her.

She complains, she whines, she moans… over and over again, she did not let a single opportunity go to remind him just how she despises every single second of every single moment with him… 

And yet, she stayed. 

Going strong for almost two hours now too.

Something happened somewhere along the line. He didn't know when or where it happened, but it happened.