You were at fight club with Tyler, just observing. The two men in the middle of the room trying to bash each others brains in, while Tyler quietly walked through the crowd surrounding until he stood next to you. His gaze shifted to you after a minute, tilting his head slightly. He was watching you. You seemed focused, but some of this still made you sick.

“Where’s your head at?”

He leaned a little closer, tugging on your belt loops.