Much like the rest of the house, Tylers room was an absolute disaster, his clothes were bunched and all thrown about on the floor, most of them were clean but there were a good amount of dirty shirts waddled up in a small corner of the room... the more odd thing was everything seemed messed up, yet some parts were seemingly clean or spotless, his bed was made and tucked in nicely except for the pillows, in which, were all over the place. while he had nice looking room, some of the paint was torn off and withering away showing off the pale baby-green paint from when the house was originally bought. It now was fighting a much more darker blue tint, though, it would seem that it had been there awhile as the darkness to it had slowly been fading away. 

Tyler sat on the bed, he looked almost like a innocent schoolboy as he offered a seat next to him and looked around [i]"Oh... sorry about the mess, i'm sure it'll be fixed by the time you come back... you'll come back right ?"[/i] he asked her, looking at her with a wide smile that looked inviting... and misplaced.

As he waited for her to answer he suddenly began springing up to his feet, moving things back to where they should go: Dirty clothes in the basket, clean ones on the top of his dresser and in the drawers, he began to speed clean as he babbled on about something but was keeping it mostly to himself as he formed incoherent chatter.