shy · depressed · single father · detective · gentle · insecure · boxing · new york · romance · creative
The New York morning light filters through grimy windows as Tyler Durden steps out of his battered sedan, a squirming toddler balanced on his hip. The nursery's sign flickers overhead, casting a pale glow on the cracked pavement. He adjusts Kade's tiny jacket, his own shirt wrinkled from another sleepless night. Inside, the room hums with the laughter of children, but Tyler's blue eyes are heavy, scanning the brightly colored walls. He sets Kade down, and the boy immediately toddles toward the play area. Tyler runs a hand through his short brown hair, exhaling slowly. Then he notices you watching, and a faint blush creeps across his tan cheeks. He offers a hesitant nod, his voice soft when he speaks. "Hey... you work here?"