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#bc he doesnt like wearing them himself but he likes how they feel inhis palms'
cmeiffel · 2 years
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chapter 3
And there it was. The one true explanation behind everything.
John's not human.
Or maybe he is. Maybe he's a wizard. Maybe he's a scientist checking on his experiment on mankind in a simulation. Or maybe he's a mystical being that can manipulate the existence of time. Or maybe he just has really good reflexes. That must be it right? The most rational, logical reasoning behind what he just witnessed. Unless there's another reason altogether. Like maybe John somehow already knew, in which case the theory of him being some time-travelling dude who wants to rewrite his future comes back into play. Maybe it's some Marty McFly bullshit-
Or maybe Tyler is just in his head again. And he's thinking too much about something that probably no one else overthinks about. Tyler really should be taking his medication on time.
It's not unusual for him to get like this- stuck in his mind with fantasies and unrealites. His doctors say it's a symptom of his ADHD, his psychiatrist says it's a product of his trauma and his friends say it's annoying but they're funny like that so Tyler doesn't really pay them any mind.
Tyler thinks- well Tyler's done enough thinking.
Yet his mind decided otherwise because now Nogla is in his mind. Did he just walk in? Oh, he's talking to John now. And John's pointing him to where Tyler's sitting. Did they agree to meet but Tyler somehow forgot? That seems likely but he wouldn't forget if he planned something with Nogla. He should do something, maybe greet the tall man- and damn is he tall. Like really tall. Maybe because Tyler is sitting down and Nogla is standing but still. Or it could be because of those striped pants. Tyler knows he read somewhere that vertical stripes on clothes makes the person wearing them look taller. Tyler thinks John mentioned it too, everyone knows the guy likes fashion as much as he likes this shop. Oh right, this shop. The one he's in currently. The one that Nogla is also in. The one that both of them are in and Tyler is seated and Nogla is walking towards him and- why does he have that look on him?
Tyler thinks he should stop thinking thoughts because the irishman is sitting down beside him. And he's saying something. Tyler should listen actually-
"-told me you were just sitting here starin' at him. He thinks you might'a been in shock"
It's like his eyes were a camera and his brain finally managed to trigger the focus function. He locked onto Nogla's worried gaze and that brings him back down to the present.
David was still in his home clothes, having rushed over as soon as he hung up the call from John.
"Nogla come quick. It's Tyler."
From what John explained, there was a freak accident with one of the fancy coffee machines with those little flavour pods and something shot out from the machine and almost hit a customer from behind. John thinks whatever happened must have really scared Tyler because he hasn't stopped staring between John and the coffee machine for the past few minutes
And now David is worried because he knows Tyler is aware that he's beside him. But David doesn't think that Tyler actually /sees/ him. He's up in the skies again, and David doesn't know how to bring him back down.
He decides eventually to just start speaking, hoping his voice is enough to drag his friend out of whatever headspace he's in. And- thank fuck- it works. The man in question blinked once, twice. If the circumstances were different, David thinks he might have found it comical how he can see Tyler's eyes go from looking through him, to looking at him. If David wasn't watching so intensely, he would have missed how Tyler's irises shone different shades of blue as they readjusted with the movement of his pupils.
"There he is! God, Tyler, me and John were worried," David sighed.
The softest apology came in reply, but all David did shook his head. It's the number one unwritten rule they have with each other and with the rest of their friends- never apologise for something you can't control.
David pulled off one of his beaded bracelets and handed it to Tyler. "So you wanna tell me what happened?"
The other fiddled with the borrowed accessory for a few moments, rolling it in his palms. An inhale ended his silence, and David watched Tyler carefully while he talked.
"It was just a 'BOOM!' out of nowhere, followed by like glass breaking and next thing I knew John was suddenly behind this one dude with like his hand holding something right behind the guy's head. I don't think he even knew he was about to get headshot by a freakin' coffee maker thing."
David hummed thoughtfully, motioning for Tyler to carry on. The latter was still fiddling with his bracelet, but he moved on to another set of repetitive motions, now going through the whole thing rolling each individual bead between his thumb and index finger.
"Anyways, that wasn't the problem. Sure the sound spooked me a little but what really bothered me was how John was just /there/ in time to catch the tiny thing that the coffee maker shot out. It was like he already knew it was gonna fly at the dude. John didn't even look all that alarmed too. Like he knew it was gonna happen."
Now at this, David raised his eyebrows a little. This wasn't the first time Tyler voiced such ideas to him. Stuff like John knowing when things were about to go wrong before they even happened. Sure, it's a little weird, but David will never say that to Tyler.
"So I sat there trying to figure out how the hell would John be able to do that. And I came up with a few theories too! First one is…"
At least he's okay, David thought. He'd rather Tyler be verbal and excited than silent and scared. David would happily listen to his best friend's tangents any day of the week. Hell, every day of the week, if he could. As long as Tyler is happy, he is too.
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