Tyler Callahan (tcallahan) wrote in wolfiesic, |
Tyler was easily a man of simple taste. He liked beer, he enjoyed a good bagel, he enjoyed playing hockey, and he loved a hot blond. The smile that stretched from ear to ear when he heard his voice was unmistakable. It was that child opening a present on Christmas morning smile, that smile that said he was far too happy over too little interaction. And yet there was that shit eating grin on his face as he unabashedly gave her a once over, rather enjoying the view. Now was she his type? Not necessarily. While she had the hair down, something was simply off about her herself. Maybe it was her lacking barbie like look, maybe it was the fact she didn't look like she had a stick up her butt, but either way she was a cutie. Tyler was never one to ignore that either.
"I got a question for you, how much does a polar bear weigh?" he opened with, him knowing fully well that line was as cheesy as they came and she was sure to probably be annoyed by it but it had been his experience that lines actually worked as long as you were cute enough to pull it off. And Tyler was well aware of his mass appeal. He had good hair, a cute face, a nice body. Women made no efforts to deny his charming looks and so lines did nothing but help influence women most of the time. Of course it could backfire, some guy twice his size could appear any moment and be prepared to kick his ass for even looking at her but he wasn't about to waste his time worrying about that, not when he could toss a cheesy line and make her laugh for half a second. Besides, he wasn't one to believe in commitment, not for himself or others. People cheated, people weren't loyal and sex appeal couldn't be masked because you had a fondness for one person. He had known plenty of happily married women who cheated.