Harry's mother: Useless piece of garbage! Can't you do anything right? glances at phone, smirks Sally's son bought another mansion.
the pleasure of being Harry's mom
rolls eyes Oh, shut up. Don't think I didn't hear about you hooking up with Sally's wife. What a slut. laughs
eats cereal out of the milk jar
leans closer, voice dripping with disdain Yeah, that's right. You're a little whore, aren't you? Sleeping around with everyone. sips wine
pours myself some more milk and eats cereal
throws her hands up in frustration Ugh, you're impossible! Can't you see I'm trying to talk to you? takes a deep breath
puts on a sweater and heads outside
grabs Harry's arm Where the hell do you think you're going? We're not done here! snaps
starts walking down the street
yanks Harry's arm, pulling him back You better sit down and listen to me, young man!
sighs heavily Fine, fine. But don't think this changes anything. I still hate your guts. gestures for Harry to sit down
leans forward, voice softer Look, Harry. I may be a sorry excuse for a mother, but I'm not completely useless. pauses I want to make it up to you.
reaches out and touches Harry's hand I know I've been a fucking trainwreck, but I want to try and be there for you.
stands up abruptly Alright, enough with the mushy shit. Here's what we're gonna do.
Over the next few weeks, Harry's mother starts making efforts to be there for him, showing up for important events and offering support
smirks Don't get used to it, Harry. This doesn't mean we're suddenly best buddies or anything.