Imagine being Tyler.
Your bosses are super toxic. They pay for your grandpa to leave his terrible housing. They tell you to work 17 hours a day. They immediately give you a promotion. You've never seen them in the daytime and they think lunch happens at 8pm.
Their one friend who's always wearing a denim vest with no shirt and suddenly has a horse following him around at all times has a weird vendetta against you for seemingly no reason
They've given you two antique Rolexes.
you are not allowed to cry. their hot, french friend points out that you need to wear a tie. at one point, they ask you to spend several hours driving multiple buses to an empty lot. you will never not be wearing a tie ever again.
you drink blood straight from one of their hands and it gets you so high you punch through a brick wall. immediately after this, they have you escort patty babcock (21 year old college student they have been obsessed with for months and ordered two food trucks for) to them for a meeting. when they dismiss you, you’re still so high that you jump thirty feet straight on the air and sprint out a window.
You start doing some research and eventually come to the conclusion that your bosses are vampires, and you’re a ghoul. The only ghoul in town that you know of. You’re invited to a gathering of the supernatural, and you’re introducing the various factions. Steeling yourself to announce yourself as a ghoul, finally, proudly, and then that fucking horse comes in and steals your spotlight and you’ve missed your moment.
