Tyler stared after her and sighed, rubbing his temples in aggravation. "This is going to be a fun year." He walks to his room at grabs his cellphone off of its charger and looked at his skateboard longingly. With a shake of his head, he shoved his phone in his pants pocket and made his way back...
Tyler scratched the back of his head and sighed. He looked out at the apartment, gauging the now invisible line that Kone-whatever made. "So what if we get a couch or a coffee table. Do we have to rock, paper, scissors for it? Is one of us just shit outta luck? You can't be vague with these...
The woman explained to Koneko that she was their landlady and that they could call her Mrs. Shotawa. She started explaining the ins and outs of the apartments, who their neighbors were, and the general rules of the complex. Tyler looked on as she talked, not understanding any of what she was...
After a while, Tyler heard someone shout in Japanese from the living room. Curious and slightly afraid, he got up from the mattress and peeked out of the door. In the living room, waiting patiently is an elderly Japanese woman. He opened the door all the way and waves to the woman. She looked...
"Hoh boy this is just gonna be great. What the fuck have you thrown me into, dad." He walked to his room and opened the door, looking in at the small room. He sees what looks to be a mattress shoved in the corner, and sighed again.
"Room? This place is more like a closet." He walked in and sat...
"Oh jesus, dad, what did you get me into..." The guy muttered under his breath. He sighed and thrust out his hand to the girl.
"The name's Tyler Brigham. You?"
"Um, there must be some mistake. This is my apartment. I wasn't told I'd have a roommate." The guys stopped slouching and stood up straight, looking down at the small girl in front of him.
The guy looked at the girl standing in his entryway, blinking in confusion.
"I'm uh, here to move in to my apartment. Are you the landlord?" He said as he stood in the entrance-way.
"Oh geez." The guy looked up at the crappy apartment complex in front of him, holding a piece of paper with the address.
"Thanks, dad. You really fuckin' helped me." He sighed and kicked his board into his hand, then headed up the stairs to his new home far away from home. As he reached the...
Tyler Brigham
18
Male
My name is Tyler Brigham. Red hair, green eyes, 5' 10", hard to miss in a crowd. I'm the son of a wealthy business man, and was forced to come to Japan with him on a business trip, leaving my hometown and school in the States behind. Unfortunately, dad decided to get...