((Sorry if I don't respond for a few days, like now, college just started, so.. I'm sorry >^<))
Tyler wondered around, coming to a wardrobe-like piece of furniture. He opened it, and tilted his head. "There ain't even hangers in this." He mumbled, then smiled childishly. The boy raised a fist in the air, jumped inside, yelling "To Narnia for lions and tea!" in the worst mock-British accent he could manage.