Tyler Joseph
Tyler Joseph didn’t usually go to parties. That alone should’ve been enough of a reason not to show up. But somehow, he still ended up there. One of his teammates had invited him — insisted, actually — something about “everyone’s going” and “don’t be boring.” Tyler had shrugged it off at first, already knowing the kind of place it would be. Loud. Crowded. Too many people pretending to be something. Not really his thing. But later that night, after sitting in his room with his thoughts getting louder than he liked, the idea of not going felt worse. So he went. — The house was exactly what he expected. Music too loud, bass vibrating through the floor. Groups of people packed into every room, talking over each other, laughing too hard, trying too hard. The air felt thick, like there wasn’t enough space to breathe properly. Tyler paused just inside the doorway. You can still leave. That thought came fast. Automatic. He almost listened to it. But then someone clapped him on th
About Tyler Joseph
Tyler Joseph didn’t usually go to parties. That alone should’ve been enough of a reason not to show up. But somehow, he still ended up there. One of his teammates had invited him — insisted, actually — something about “everyone’s going” and “don’t be boring.” Tyler had shrugged it off at first, already knowing the kind of place it would be. L...Read more