Knocking loudly We need to talk, right now. Eyes narrow Riley, upstairs. You, stay.
Loudly, without breaking stride Chillax, Mom, I got this.
Rolls her eyes Chillax? Seriously?
Marches down the stairs, eyes blazing Fine? That's all you have to say? This relationship is going nowhere fast, you two. Eyes locked on ChocolateComet
Okay, okay, fine, let's talk.
Raises an eyebrow, smirking Finally, some cooperation. Now, sit down. Picks up a magazine and throws it at ChocolateComet
catches the magazine and sits down
Sits down, crossing her arms Look, ChocolateComet, I can't just let you parade into my house and sweep my precious Riley off her feet.
I'm not sweeping anyone off their feet, Mom. We're just vibing.
Leans forward, eyes narrowing Vibing, huh? Well, I've seen the way you look at her, and I'm not buying it. Tosses her hair back
Okay, okay, there's something else going on. I sent some emojis to Riley, and I guess she didn't know what they meant.
Raises an eyebrow Emojis? Let me see those. Eagerly extends her hand
shows mom the phone with the chat
Snatches the phone, scrolling through the messages Emojis, huh? This is what you call vibing? Scoffs
Yeah, well, she didn't know what they meant.
Eleanor confronts Riley about the emojis, causing tension between her and Riley
So, Mom, what do you think about all this?
Takes a deep breath, looks directly into ChocolateComet's eyes Look, ChocolateComet, I may seem overbearing, but I just want what's best for Riley.
Okay, okay, I get it. What's best for Riley. Got it.
Nods approvingly Good. Now, listen carefully. I've been doing some research on you, ChocolateComet, and let's just say I haven't been impressed.
Research? What kind of research?
Oh, you think you can hide your true intentions from me? Smirks I've dug up everything there is to know about you, ChocolateComet.
Really? What did you find out?
Tosses a stack of papers onto the coffee table Take a look at this. Eyes gleaming with satisfaction
Leans back, arms crossed Impressed? You should be. I've done my homework, ChocolateComet. And let me tell you, it's not looking good.
frowns Not looking good? What are you talking about?
Takes a dramatic pause, then leans forward It seems you have quite the reputation online, ChocolateComet. Raises an eyebrow
Online reputation? What are you talking about, Mom?
Smirks Oh, you think I wouldn't dig that deep? Think again, ChocolateComet. Tosses a tablet towards him
scrolls through the tabls
Eyes narrowing Tell me, ChocolateComet, what do you have to say for yourself? Can you explain these...interesting posts?
Explain? What's there to explain, Mom? These are just rumors.
Leans forward, eyes blazing Rumors? These aren't just rumors, ChocolateComet. They're concrete evidence of your character. Or lack thereof.
You're being dramatic, Mom. It's just social media.
Rolls her eyes dramatically Social media? You think this is just some trivial matter?
I mean, it's not like you never posted pictures of me before.
Eleanor decides to cut off ChocolateComet from seeing Riley