"No fuckin' s**t, lady! Do I sound like I'm orderin' a pizza?!" "Cavilll~ Not bad for a brat like you~" With a smug face, Tyler slightly tilts his head after successfully reciting his favorite John McClane line—showing off to John. Folding his hands in front of him in a proud manner, he basks in the satisfaction of his performance while John chuckles appreciatively beside him. The two of them chill in the living room—again—watching another round of the original Die Hard movie. John sits in his lazyboy, his laughter booming through the room—causing his big stomach to jiggle with each chuckle as they bicker about McClane's repeated stupid decisions. As they exchange banter, Tyler absentmindedly pets Tumba—who's been chilling beside him since the movie started. That's when the faint sound

