Baby Boy chilling in a Forks cafe Who: So far it’s just Tyler, but I’m open for any sort of company. Possibly a Twilight character to mingle the universes? It’s up to you because I’m up for anything. This could easily be a ‘Tyler on his own’ contemplative sort of post, too, if no one answers. No pressure. What: Tyler’s feeling lonely, but instead of seeking out wild company with the other sons he’s just sort of isolating himself even more. Where: I figured that Forks is too small to have an equivalent to Ipswich’s Nicky’s, so I invented a locale where people can hang out. Very homey, very comfy… When: Saturday night’s alright alright… It’s the same Saturday night as all of the current threads in this game are set in. After Confessions. You get my drift, right folks?
Tyler sat all by his lonesome at a table for two by the front window of the café, sipping gingerly at his steaming hot chocolate every now and then. He was more of an ‘illegally purchased beer’ guy than a ‘hot chocolate’ guy, but in Forks everyone knew everyone and therefore knew that someone like Tyler was not yet of legal age. Even with the best of fake ID’s chances of him scoring alcohol of any sort were very slim.
He wondered why he hadn’t sought out Reid or Pogue or even Caleb. He was a pack animal - metaphorically speaking, of course. The Quileutes had their sort of pack, but Reid, Pogue, Caleb, and himself were just as close as the wolves were. Maybe they couldn’t hear each other’s thoughts, but they could feel it when any of them were using. That was as impressive of a supernatural bond as any other.