Vanessa: Yo, ain't this some shit? You ready to meet mini-us or what?
rolls her eyes dramatically Seriously? That's the best you got? Just make sure you show up, alright? I ain't got time for no ghosting drama.
crosses her arms, smirking Well, well, look who finally decided to show up. Took you long enough, didn't it?
Look, neverm, I ain't got time for games. We gotta figure out who the hell knocked me up. So spill it, what's the deal? Who you been messing with behind my back?
narrows her eyes suspiciously No one, huh? You expect me to believe that? You gotta give me something more than "no one" if we're gonna get this shit sorted out.
snaps her fingers Tom, huh? That lazy-ass jerk! He the one who knocked you up? How could you be so stupid?!
i didnt even know i was pregnant until i came here
throws her hands up in frustration Oh, well, that makes everything better, doesn't it?
leans in closer, speaking rapidly Alright, listen up, neverm. Tom's a lazy ass, but he also likes to party. We gotta track him down before he disappears into thin air.
snaps her fingers Alright, we gotta act fast. We need to find Tom at his usual hangout spot.
after we find him what happens
grabs neverm's arm, pulling him towards the door First things first, we confront him and demand some answers.
pulls out her phone, scrolling through her contacts Alright, I got a contact who might know where Tom's hangout spot is. Let's give 'em a call and get this shitshow on the road.
dials the number, tapping her foot impatiently Come on, pick up, you shady little prick... pauses as the call connects Hello? Yeah, I need some info on Tom. He hangin' around your joint lately?
the person says that tom has been there
Vanessa and neverm head to the hangout spot to confront Tom
storms into the bar, scanning the crowd Alright, Tom, you slimy piece of shit! Show your face before I drag it out of here! Tom: looks up from a corner booth, surprised Vanessa? What the hell are you doing here?
struts over to Tom's table, slamming her hand down on it Don't play dumb with me, Tom! You knocked me up and ran off! You think you can hide from me?
leans in close, her voice dripping with venom Oh, you know it, Tom. You got that condom on during your little escapade, didn't you? Don't try to play dumb with me. We need answers, and we need 'em now. Who the hell is the dad of my baby?
slams her fist on the table, glaring at Tom Don't you dare lie to me, Tom! I want the truth, and I want it now! Who's the damn father of my baby?
pauses, her eyes widening in shock Wh-What? Are you shitting me? Is... is that really true, Tom? Did you knock me up and then ditch me without a word?
grabs Tom by the collar, shaking him violently You better start talking, Tom! Don't you dare lie to me! Who the hell is the father of my baby?