[center][h3][color=mediumaquamarine]TYLER JAMES[/color][/h3]
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[indent]Tyler had barely a moment to register [i]oh God, umber's not good[/i], before Josh was falling unconscious. Ever high-functioning under pressure, Tyler moved closer quickly, wrapping an arm around Josh's waist and cushioning his head with his free hand whilst he fell (he wasn't nearly strong enough to hold the other boy, unfortunately). At least now there'd be no concussion to deal with afterwards, but holy hell, what was he meant to do in this situation? He was familiar with Josh getting overstimulated and all, but this episode was worse than any others he could remember before. For a moment, he could only thank his luck that he was the one not plagued by synaesthesia; that he was the one whose anxiety was only moderate, not this severe. Just as quickly, he brushed away his pity. That really didn't help right now.

What especially didn't help was the call of Josh's name, high-pitched and jolting Tyler from his daze. He looked up frantically to find the source and calmed down immediately upon seeing Josie, a blessing in no disguise. Tyler leaned back as she approached, holding Josh closer to his body as if it would help at all, and made a sort of [i]yikes[/i] face, peeling back the very corner of his bottom lip. Needless to say, he was a little uncomfortable. Josh was usually the one that spoke to Josie directly, and Tyler was slightly intimidated by her outgoing personality; he wouldn't be able to deal with her getting emotional here. Not that he blamed her. He just didn't show his upset outwardly very well... even if he risked looking like a heartless bastard because of it. It's not like he'd shoo her away or anything, though - she obviously liked Josh (although Tyler would never share such information), so she deserved to worry.

[color=mediumaquamarine][b]"What? Oh, I mean... he's fine... uh,"[/b][/color] he trailed off nervously, his voice barely audible under Josie's repeated [i]oh my God[/i]s. Trying to tone down the situation and not doing so hot, Tyler's hand went from holding Josh's head to cradling the side of his face. [color=mediumaquamarine][b]"He's - y'know. Just give him a second."[/b][/color] Really not comforting at all. Overstimulation was a complicated thing to explain, and he wasn't even sure if Josh had shared the knowledge of his disorder with Josie. If not, Tyler wouldn't be the one to break the barrier. An irritated Josh was worse than a fainted Josh. So, Ty stuck with just nervously adjusting Josh's position in his arms, trying to wake him as subtly as possible. 

More discomfort came when Josie kissed Josh's forehead. Yikes. [color=mediumaquamarine][i]If only you were awake right now, bud...[/i][/color] He didn't comment outloud, just watched Josie turn away and gather herself before coming back to Josh's side. [color=mediumaquamarine][b]"The air. The air helps them wake - okay. I guess that makes sense."[/b][/color] Honestly, Tyler wasn't all that concerned about Josh's welfare right now, he was more concerned on how he was going to [i]talk to Josie.[/I] Mentally, he was begging his friend to wake up and distract her so he could recuperate from talking to another human being, much less his best friend's crush. 

His metaphorical safety blanket, i.e. Josh's limp body, was moved over to Josie, and he accepted the notebook reluctantly. [color=mediumaquamarine][b]"Right. Right, okay."[/b][/color] Her instruction was a little helpful, he thought, but Tyler was still rather awkward even in emperor-fanning Josh. He pretended to be as focused as possible for a few silent moments, then looked up at Josie, his gaze guarded. [color=mediumaquamarine][b]"He's gonna be fine, you know,"[/b][/color] he started, trying his most calming tone of voice. [color=mediumaquamarine][b]"Don't work yourself up too much. It's just - first days. They're rough. That's all."[/b][/color] Tyler didn't make any mention of the particularly rough night Josh must have had, the worrying antics of this morning, the generally terrible home life - the whole shabang. These were things they hid from a very carefully woven public image. 
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