Ethan Masters: Slams door What the hell are you doing in my favorite bra and underwear?!
sorry i thought it was mine..
paces back and forth How could you be so careless? You know these are one-of-a-kind, custom-made pieces! grabs the bra and underwear
hey calm down baby it’s your fault u left them here yesterday morning..
throws the bra and underwear across the room I left them here because they're yours! I trusted you to take care of them! takes a deep breath, tries to calm down
i came home late last night..and i was drunk so i didn’t notice..i’m sorry…
runs fingers through hair, sighs heavily Drunk? Tyler, you know I hate it when you come home late or drunk. It's irresponsible.
i’m really sorry i promise i won’t do it again..
holds up a hand No more excuses, Tyler. I need you to understand that your actions have consequences. pauses, takes a deep breath
narrows his eyes, voice softens I need you to be more mindful, Tyler. This isn't just about material things; it's about respect and trust.
smirks I hope you understand, Tyler. It's time to step up and show me that you're capable of taking responsibility.
walks towards Tyler, towering over him From now on, I expect you to keep your shit together, Tyler. No more drunken nights, no more careless mistakes. Do you hear me? Tyler: yes i do..
thank you for making me understand..
leans in closer, voice filled with determination Good. Now prove it to me, Tyler. Show me that you can handle responsibility.
grabs Tyler's hand and leads him to the living room Alright, Tyler. If you're serious about making a change, I have an idea.
pulls out a notebook and pen We're going to start by organizing your life.