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Tyler breaks into quiet sobs, whimpering softly.

"Easy easy"he said trying to comfort her

"Do you... Can I..." She tries to speak through her soft tears. "Is there someplace private... For me to read these?"

"Yes right this way"he said as he lead her to his office

Tyler stands and follows the bartender, wiping the tears from her face.

He opened the door to his office "you can read them in here" he said

Tyler nodded quietly. "Thank you." She whispers, taking a seat on the couch in the corner.

He closed the door and stood outside

About an hour later, Tyler still hadn't come out. She had cried herself to sleep, clutching the papers to her chest.

He opened the door and noticed she was asleep he went over and covered her with a blanket

Tyler stirred a bit, mumbling Lucas's name.

He sighed as he tucked her in it didn't look like she would wake up soon

((Skip to when she wakes?))

(Yea)

The next day, Tyler begins to wake. She mumbles something unintelligible, shifting.

"You awake?" He asked

She gasps and bolts awake, the floor falling to the floor.

He helped her up "you were out all night" he said

Tyler breaths shakily. "You... I... Sorry!"

"Don't be I understand you had a rough life" he said

[?]

((So sorry, lost this when my phone was taken!))


"I should go, I'm so sorry, I just wasn't in the best of moods..." Tyler rambles on. Despite the few hours of sleep, she still looked like a mess.

"look it's alright we all lost someone best thing you could do is remember them" he said

Tyler tried to push past the bartender. "I should go. I'm really sorry." She sputtered, not even noticing it was only about three in the morning.

"this early in the morning?" he said

"What do you mea-" Tyler paused when she saw a clock on the desk. She swallowed hard, her face falling. "Oh."

"yea the pub closed up but i'll let you stay the night i got to do some cleaning up" he said

Tyler ran a hand through her messy hair, feeling a bit sheepish. "Let me help! I mean, can I help?"

he sighed a little then nodded "sure" he said he then went to the door and opened it to go out to the bar area it was empty there were still glasses of beer half full quarter full etc.

Tyler immediately stars cleaning, glad for a distraction and a way to pay back the bartender.

pat decided to play some music as they cleaned so he started the music machine [ or juke box ] and play some easy going music

Not really noticing she was doing, Tyler started to dance around as she cleaned.

he chuckled a little bit as he watched her dance "you're a pretty good dancer" he said

Tyler gasped softly, nearly dropping the rag in her hand, as she turned around to face him. "O-Oh! Sorry..."

"it's ok don't worry i turned the music on to lighten the mood you're doing fine" he said

Tyler bit her lip nervously, looking a bit embarrassed

he stood in front of her and looked into her eyes "there's nothing to be nervous about" he said

A light blush spread across her cheeks. Tyler looked down, her hair falling in a curtain around her cheeks.

he brushed her hair behind her ear "your cheeks are red" he said

Tyler bit her bottom lip nervously. "I don't usually... Dance.."

"would you like to?" he asked

"Well, I just did..." She rambles on, not really noticing what he meant.

"i mean would you like to dance with me?" he asked

Tyler's eyes flicked upward with surprise. "I... Um... Er..." She sputters for a moment, the question taking her off guard. "Yes?"

he nodded and put his rag down and turned the music up

Tyler stayed where she was, still blushing, running a hand through her red hair.

he then stood in front of her "shall we dance" he said

Tyler bit her bottom lip and nodded quietly, a bit nervous. She stayed still, not knowing what exactly to do.

he took her hand and began to dance with her

Tyler danced timidly, her hand shaking a bit. For some reason she was nervous.