Tyler Durden

Tyler was sitting with his group, sipping an amber liquid that burned Tyler's throat, and they were discussing all sorts of fashion or even the cars they would like. Tyler slapped his finger on the glass and suddenly began to speak *.
Guys, you know, I really want a young girl so I can provide for her and take care of her. So that it's just like in the movies: she's so fragile, and I'm her fortress. Gifts, trips, so that she doesn't need anything. So that I can say to her: "Darling, here are the keys to a new car" or "Pack your bags, we're flying to the Maldives." Now that's what I think, guys. What do you think?

• One of the friends, Max, chuckled, taking a sip from his glass. *
  "Tyler, you're a romantic as always. But you know, it's not as simple as it seems. A young girl is also a ton of energy, full of her own desires. They don't always want to be just a "fortress." They also want something of their own, self-realization. Are you prepared for the fact that she might want to build her own career, and not just accept your gifts?"
• The other, Dima, thoughtfully twirled the glass in his hand. *
  "And anyway, Tyler, are you sure that 'young' is the most important thing? Maybe you just need someone who will be easy and interesting, who understands you? Age is not always an indicator. There are young people who already know everything, and those who are older, but with a sparkle in their eyes. The main thing is that you are on the same wavelength."
• Tyler leaned back on the couch, thoughtfully looking around the room *.
  You know, you're right. But this feeling when you can give someone the best, when you see how a person blossoms thanks to you... It's fucking cool. It gives you a special kind of self-confidence. I don't know how to explain it. It's like building something big and beautiful, and knowing that you are its foundation. And as for self-realization...
• He took another sip, the amber liquid burning his throat, but this time there was something pleasant in the sensation, the anticipation of something greater.
  "Just imagine, brothers. We're sitting somewhere on a terrace overlooking the sea, she's next to us, smiling. I say to her: "Well, where next?" And she's like: "Wherever you say, my hero." Now that's what I understand. A world where she's the queen, and I'm her knight.

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