Tyler was currently stacking his shopping basket to the beat of Rihanna's Don't Stop The Music. He hummed the lyrics quietly while his feet did a little two-step dance. Tyler was aware of how ridiculous he looked but there was no one else in the store at that moment. His only audience was the security cameras and he doubted that anyone ever watched those. It was pretty late so Tyler could stop worrying about embarrassing himself. And if someone did saw him, who gives a flying fuck? There were no rules against dancing in the store.

Tyler glanced at his basket and put a few items back, he hated walking back and putting the stuff back, it made him feel like a complete low-life. Every time, shopping was the hardest task ever because the boy had to count every dollar. Currently, he had five. That's why he liked the dollar tree the most, he could find everything he needed there, except food because it tasted like cardboard. Tyler stuffed his hand into his back pocket to check if the money was still there, he often became paranoid. There was no bigger embarrassment to Tyler than realizing that he forgot his money at home.

The boy grabbed two colours of nail polish without even looking at the them. His sister Maddie asked him to get her nail polish and didn't specify what colour. The boy grabbed what he needed and headed to the cash register, his eyes caught a familiar head of hair passing by outside and Tyler was forced to duck. The cashier glanced at the boy confused. Tyler pretended that he tripped.

"Ah, my shoelaces..." he murmured quite loud, loud enough that the cashier would hear him

Tyler bent down and pretended to tie his shoelaces that were completely fine and didn't need tying. He hid behind a stack of toilet paper and secretly glanced out the store window. His heart began pounding like he just ran three miles. Tyler thought that his hiding space was sneaky as heck but he forgot about the other side of the store that had broad windows as well.

The boy couldn't even let out a sigh of relief, two strong hands gripped his shoulders and yanked him from his hiding space. Tyler let out a soft whimper as his bare elbow slid across the tiles leaving a skid mark on his skin. The brunet cursed under his breath and rubbed his arm lightly.

"Bitch." That was the only word that left Steve's mouth and Tyler immediately knew what he wanted

Tyler felt kind of pissed off that a dude with such a basic and boring name had the power to intimidate him. When the boy thought of intimidating men he always imagined some bald Italian dude with biceps the size of a house who's tan lines made him look like he's constantly constipated and very angry about it.

"I don't see any mirrors around." Tyler snickered and received a light kick in his stomach

Fucking worth it. Steve's facial expression alone was worth getting punched at. Tyler knew that his sassy remarks are going to cost him dearly but he didn't give a shit. He was born a sassy bitch and he was going to die a sassy bitch. Humour was the only defense mechanism the boy had, he often managed to piss off his "buddies" so much that they didn't even bother beating up them anymore.

"Watch your mouth." Steve hissed, his faded green hair falling over his eyes

Tyler crossed his eyes, a puzzled look appeared on Steve's face.

"I can't see it." Tyler looked at Steve

"What?" the boy muttered

"My mouth." Tyler grinned because that was totally worth it and getting punched didn't scare him anymore

Steve just clenched his fists and sighed. He ran his hand through his faded hair and lightly shook his head. Tyler got up with a light huff and shot an angry glare at the cashier who was looking the opposite direction like he didn't even exist. Not that he needed protection, the boy was just pissed that people just didn't care. A person could get stabbed in the middle of the street and everyone would just pretend that they're checking their email on their phones.

"I see you finally have money to repay me." Steve pointed at Tyler's shopping basket

"Dude, this is the dollar store." Tyler chuckled "I have like five bucks."

"Great," Steve extended his arm "Sixty-five dollars left to repay."

"You're kidding, right?" Tyler placed his hand on his hip sassily

"Do you value your face?" Steve furrowed his brows

"Fucking fine," Tyler grumbled and slapped the money into Steve's hand

The boy looked down at his hand smiling while Tyler was hoping that Steve would spontaneously combust.

"You know if you help me with this one gig..." Steve started

"Fuck off with your gigs." Tyler scoffed

"If you help me with this one I'll forget the money you owe me, hell, I'll even give you a dollar or two."

Tyler rolled his eyes and grabbed his shopping basket to put the items back. The brunet placed the items back where they belonged to, his heart tore apart when he had to put back the nail polish back on the shelf. His and Madison's "girl's night out" was ruined.

"Fine..." Tyler let out a disappointed sigh, he was disappointed in himself for agreeing to help that vomit-haired bitch

"Good boy." Steve grinned

Tyler left the store with Steve angrier than he's ever been, the only thing what was missing was a dark thundercloud above the brunet's head. That's how pissed he was. Steve dragged Tyler to his shitty car that the boy-man-child-green-haired-goblin-entity called his "baby". Tyler cringed at the sound of the engine started, if he wanted to listen to such horrendous sound he would've jumped in front of a train with twenty empty soda cans attached to his body. Tyler was astonished how could one be so proud of something so shitty.

"Yo..." Tyler said quietly once he noticed what neighbourhood they were in "Yo, I'm not doing this, take my kidney instead."

"Stop being gay." Steve thought that he was hilarious but Tyler didn't like his jokes at all

"Ladies first." Tyler murmured under his nose making Steve slam on the breaks out of spite

Tyler tumbled on the floor and smashed his face against the padding of the seat. Karma for not wearing a seatbelt. Tyler crawled out of the car while cursing under his breath. He looked around the very nice neighbourhood questioning his life choices. Steve's friends were already waiting for them, crowbars in hands.

"See that house?" Steve pointed probably the nicest looking house in the street

"Yep." Tyler murmured, his brain was screaming something along the lines of 'no, what the fuck are you doing, you idiot'

"That's the priest's son's house." Steve smiled in the most sinister way possible "We know he has some good shit there."

"I am not robbing a house, okay?" Tyler scoffed

"You're not robbing it.' Steve patted Tyler's back violently "You're going to be on the lookout."

"So I'm the decoy?" Tyler nodded with a sarcastic smile on his lips

"Basically." Steve cackled and nudged Tyler "What are you, a man or a Tyler?"

"What the hell am I supposed to do when someone sees me?"

"Relax." Steve cocked his head to the side "No one's gonna see you and the priest boy is out in town."

"Okay, but what if he comes back?" Tyler felt his palms heat up

"Dunno, think of something." Steve chuckled "Seduce him."

"Fuck you." Tyler spat

"I dare you," the green-haired goblin chuckled darkly "I dare you to seduce him."

"What's there for me?" Tyler crossed his arms over his chest, this whole thing was stupid

"I'll give you three hundred bucks if you actually manage to pull that shit off." Steve patted his pocket where his wallet was

Tyler felt his fingertips melt with excitement. Three hundred bucks? That was like three months of worth of real food and not microwavable bullshit out of a paper box. Tyler chuckled nervously, Steve was actually dead serious.

"Okay." Tyler let out a nervous breath "I'll try."

"Don't fuck up, big guy." Steve violently patted Tyler's back again and put on a ski mask "If you fuck up, I'll fuck you up."

Tyler forced out a smile. Steve and his pals disappeared in the shadows leaving Tyler alone in the middle of the street praying that the "priest boy" doesn't come back.

Tyler didn't even know what to watch out for since he didn't know what the owner of the house looked like.