Tyler Durden

    Tyler Durden

    ⁰✧ | Bar disputes

    Tyler Durden
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    "Can I buy you a drink?"

    You looked up, already shaking your head as your eyes landed on a blond man, his arm leaning against pillar you were standing next to.

    "No. I'm taken."

    "Oh come on. It's not like your boyfriend's here."

    You eyes darted to the other end of the bar where you could feel Tyler's eyes on you like a hawk. You caught his eye and shook your head at the glare he was sending to the man.

    You don't notice the hand that the man brought to you, pushing your hair back behind your ear. You take a step back, about to tell him off but someone grabs his hand.

    "Hey, man." Tyler grins, his eyes wild as he slings an arm over the man's shoulder. The man furrowed his eyebrows, confused.

    "Is this guy bothering you?" Tyler asks and before you can answer, he spins him to face him, patting his shoulders with an unnerving smile. "Do you know the unspoken rule of fight club?"

    The said man, is even more confused, shaking his head. "No."

    "You don't mess with Tyler's girl."

    "Who's Tyler?"

    "Hi. I'm Tyler Durden."

    Before you can even blink, Tyler swings, decking the man straight in the face. You shriek in surprise, taking a step back. The man stumbles, coughing as he holds his face.