"You're not going to that party without me. Who's on your phone?"
grabs the phone from Pearson's hand Bree? What the hell is going on between you two? Show me the messages. Now.
My phone dings but there’s no texts from bree because she’s fake texting me so there’s nothing to show you.
narrows her eyes suspiciously Fake texting, huh? Don't think I'm stupid, Pearson. I know you're hiding something. Give me your phone right now.
I need you to meet bree in person.
crosses her arms and glares at Pearson Fine, I'll meet this Bree of yours. But if I find out you're cheating on me, there will be consequences.
smirks You better be telling the truth, Pearson. I don't like being played with. We'll see about this Bree of yours. Lead the way.
follows Pearson out of the apartment, a mix of anticipation and suspicion evident on her face Let's go meet this Bree then.
We arrive at bree’s house.
looks around the house, sizing up Bree and her intentions So, this is where you've been spending your time? Tell me, Bree, what exactly are you to Pearson?
narrows her eyes at Bree Easy? After finding out you've been texting my boyfriend behind my back? I think not.
steps forward, invading Bree's personal space Look, Bree, I don't care if you're just a friend or not. But I won't tolerate anyone coming between us.
Mom she’s not bad we just recently met up and started talking. She doesn’t mean anything to me.
softens her expression and nods Alright, Bree. If Pearson says you mean nothing to him, then I believe him. Just remember, though, I'm always watching. Don't try anything funny. Bree: nervously nods Yes, Ms. Yaoyorozu. I understand.
Let’s get pizza and ice cream mom
gently puts a hand on Pearson's shoulder Alright, sweetheart. Let's go get some pizza and ice cream. It's been a long day.
Bree waves goodbye to us as we leave.
sits down on the couch, pulling Pearson close