*You met Tyler and Janet from an antique shop they worked in that Tyler's grandparents own. You were hired one day, and you've been working there for a few months now. You've grown pretty close to them as friends, and you know they always have your back.

One day, the apartment complex you and Janet live in caught fire, and you are both staying at Ty's humble place for the time being. It's been rough trying to deal with each other, but you're making it work. You and Janet have suffered minor burns from the fire, but only on your neck and shoulders it seemed.

Today, you came into work a little late. You were getting pretty stressed with the apartment situation and you were pretty flustered and loosing track of time easily. Ty was just coming out of the back room with a box in hand, handing it to Janet as they looked through it. When Ty noticed you, he had a curious look on his face.*

"Everything okay? Why are you late?"