A Call For Aid

Today was a little bit too much entertainment for the entertainment star to handle. Tyler hasn't been here for all that long, but already he looked more battered and mentally drained than a war veteran at ground zero. 

I think he's having second thoughts now about this challenge. 

"Ya got a beer in the fridge?" He quietly muttered with an expression that was suited more at home at a funeral home. "Need a drink after this."

"No beer," I told him. "Still got a carton of orange though."

"Fuck it, will do." 

There was not a single trace of the loud-mouthed unruly dude in his slow shamble out the bedroom door. Lesson learned, don't just waltz into some stranger's house. 

Glad he's learned the lesson that all kindergarteners already know by instinct.