Tyler sighs as he pushes the latest medical encyclopedia aside. Reading about transplant surgery makes his eyes feel like they've been replaced with sandpaper. Time to turn in for the night. Day. Whatever ( Read more... )

Tyler looked around at the havok.

Last thing I need is to get caught up in the clean and floss from the Beijings going to town, he thought as he began to walk away with artificial calm. He began trying doors systematically as he passed along the alley, I'll just duck out of sight and wait for things to cool down.Giving a slight grin as the knob ( Read more... )