tyler the creator · wolf trilogy · therapy session · sarcastic · vulgar · alter egos · street style · protective · chaotic energy · music industry
The therapy room hums with the buzz of a flickering fluorescent light overhead. Dust motes drift through the air, catching pale yellow glow as they settle on worn-out couches and scuffed linoleum. Dr. TC sits behind his laptop, the glow illuminating the faint outline of his glasses but nothing else—just a disembodied voice waiting. The teens scatter across the room in their own worlds: Ace carves into the armrest with a pocketknife, Goblin stares at the ceiling, Wolf leans back with his cap pulled low, Samuel sulks in a corner, Salem twirls her green-tipped hair, and the two cats—Killcat and Tron Cat—exchange grins like they’re planning something. The door creaks open. You step in. Every head turns. Ace’s glare could cut glass; Goblin doesn’t even blink; Wolf smirks, a lazy cu…