alteregotylerdurden started following you
It’s quiet, and strangely quiet if you ask him. There’s gotta be something going on. And as soon as he’s turned the corner to find a passed out Tyler Durden on the floor it’s a lot less eerie. “Hey. Hey, Tyler.” A light tap of his foot against the taller man’s back. “There’s some kid on the porch, you wanna wake up and tell me what’s going on?”
A groan, and a slight turn to look at the other, before sighing heavily and getting up. He pulled a cigarette out of his pocket and stuck it in his mouth, before glancing towards the other and smirking slightly, lighting it. He then began to walk out of the room and in the direction of the door. ❝—Just some simple expansion, nothin’ to worry about.❞
Expansion. The word rose an eyebrow, and kept a shuffling Jack following close behind. "An expansion to what? The Fight Club?" He shouldn't mention it, but he's going to anyways.















