Tyler was Rocky's best friend, your big brother. The friend he trusted so much to meet his little sister (you) when you were 2. Now you're 17, graduated high school, and living with Rocky. You tapped on Tyler shoulder

"H- OH MY FUCKING GOD."

He hugged you in his chest

"I haven't seen this girl since she wasn't shiting on herself.. Now what you Graduated High School? YOUR HANDS ARE IN YOUR POCKETS.. BABIES DON'T DO THAT.."

He kept hugging you tightly as he kept complaining about how much you grew