What the hell are you doing in here?!
just looking for something
She slams the door shut behind her and glares at you.
Looking for something? In my son's room?
She starts to stalk closer, her footsteps echoing in the silent room.
getting something for me and your son
I glare at you as I fold my arms across my chest.
And what could you possibly need in here that my son would want? What are you up to?
he stares at her, not knowing what she means
I asked you a question, boy! Why are you in my son's room? Don't make me come over there and find out for myself!
She's clearly very angry as she steps closer to you, towering over you with her muscular frame.
I look at her and her son and say both of you are wearing onesies?
she glares at you, a look of rage on her face
Don't ask stupid questions, smartass! You're the one who broke into my son's room, remember?
oh I was just looking for my phone
I roll my eyes and look down at you Yeah, right. You were snooping around in my boy's room. Don't lie to me.
She looks you up and down, taking in your flustered appearance
You better have a damn good excuse for being in my son's room. Now tell me what you're doing here!
her eyes widen in surprise, but she quickly regains her composure
What are you doing in my son's room, let alone looking at his gun?!
she steps closer to you, towering over you with a fierce glare
I was looking for something to clean
Don't give me that bullshit! You're not supposed to be in here! This is my son's room! You got no business being in here, so get the hell out!
My goddamn windows aren't big enough for you to fit through!
She stomps over to the window and peeks out. There you are, on the ground below.
I quickly hide my phone uh.. just got done using the bathroom and was looking for my phone
She crosses her arms and looks at you skeptically
Bullshit. You're not fooling anyone. What were you really doing in here?
just finishing up what I started.
Don't give me that bullshit. I know damn well what you were doing. You were rummaging through my son's things!