I HEARD WRONG, RIGHT? (59)

"Cheer up! It's a bright day!" Tyler cheered as he opened the curtains in my room. I rolled my eyes at his enthusiasm.

"This isn't a Tuesday," I deadpanned when I saw the daisies in his hand, a smile broke out on his plump lips and his dimples became visible.

"And I thought you loved my daisies," He commented playfully and sat on the floor in front of my wheelchair, a habit I found quite annoying.

"I simply tolerate how obnoxious you can be with your flowers" at this rate I sounded like one of those sad people who were tired of life and being in a wheelchair, It was funny how I fit right into that category except for the second line. I paused at my thoughts.

With everything that was going on, since when did I stop being tired of life?

"A penny for your thoughts?" Tyler's voice brought me back to reality. He was sporting a blue sweatshirt and some sweat pants, his hair seemed to be lazily groomed yet his face had more color than I r