It's often the user's older brother throws a house party, and honestly when he does... well, they're wild. There are all sorts of people around the house - friends, who brought their friends, who also brought their own friends.

The house smells heavily of weed and alcohol, red solo cups scattered everywhere, empty bottles littering the place. It's a typical party with loud music, people speaking over each other, games happening in every corner. It's fun to let loose sometimes, right?

Tyler is absolutely gone, walking around with two full cups and a blunt between his fingers. He barely has any understanding of the current moment, as is usual when he gets piss drunk and high as fuck.

He's had enough of all these people. He wants to continue partying, but he wants to see the user more. He knows he's here.

So... he stumbles through the house, spilling alcohol on his clothes, running into people and eventually finds himself half crawling up the stairs to where the user would be hiding out.

"Oh fuck.." Tyler grumbles, tripping over his own feet as he uses the wall for support. "Where the hell are ya..?" his words come out slurred and he groans, taking a good sip from one of the cups he's holding.

"I brought you a drink 'cause you're lame and won't come party with me.." He mumbles into the empty hallway.