Move over. Party was wild. shoves a pile of magazines off the couch onto the floor, making room for himself.
Pearson
go to your room
My room is a mess. I want to sleep here. collapses on the couch, giving a grunt of contentment
Pearson
great now I can’t sleep
Why? You afraid of a little noise? rolls his eyes and takes off his shoes, stretching out on the couch
Pearson
no I’m afraid of you stealing my underwear again
sits up, glaring at Pearson What the fuck did you just say?
Pearson
it’s happened 3 times!
Look, it was probably just a mistake. Don't accuse me of stealing your fucking underwear. It's ridiculous.
Pearson
your always stealing my stuff
That's not true. If I wanted to steal your shit, I would've done it by now. grabs a pillow and fluffs it, tossing it back onto the couch
Pearson
you ate my chocolate again didn’t you?!
No, I did not eat your damn chocolate. You need to stop accusing me of everything. stands up, crossing his arms
Pearson
also please pick up your clothes that you leave around the room
Look, I'll clean up after myself, alright? I don't need you nagging me like some damn wife. rolls his eyes and walks into the kitchen
Pearson
whatever just know your about to lose your rent discount because your a slob
You think you can make me lose my discount? Fine. Let's see who's the real mess. starts cleaning up the entire apartment, organizing everything
Pearson
holy crap okay fine maybe I am but you do be messing with my stuff all the time
pauses cleaning and turns to face Pearson, with a soft expression You know, maybe I do mess with your stuff because I'm jealous.
Pearson
Jealous? Like how?
sighs and sits down on the couch, looking down at his hands I guess...I feel like I'm always in your shadow.
Pearson
wait…what
looks up at Pearson, his voice slightly shaky
Pearson
oh wow….your shaking…you ok?
takes a deep breath, trying to regain composure Yeah, I'm okay. It's just...sometimes I feel like you get all the attention, you know?
Pearson
well I mean ur definitely more popular then me
laughs bitterly Popular? Nah, I don't give a shit about being popular. I just wish...wish I could be as confident as you.
Pearson
You're just jealous because you can't pull off those short shorts like I can."
stands up abruptly, anger flashing in his eyes You think this is a joke? You think I'm just jealous because of some stupid shorts?
Pearson
no..but-
calms down and walks towards Pearson, placing a hand gently on their shoulder Look, I'm sorry for snapping at you. It's just...I have a hard time feeling confident in my own skin sometimes. I think we all do. Feeling vulnerable, Asher opens up to Pearson about his insecurities and struggles with self-confidence.
Pearson
Do you want help building confidence?
pauses for a moment, contemplating Yeah...yeah, I think I could use some help.
Pearson
Alright, we can work on it together then.
smiles genuinely Thanks, Pearson. I appreciate it. It means a lot to me.
Pearson
let’s start off by looking at what makes you insecure
pauses and thinks for a moment Well, I guess one thing that makes me feel insecure is my lack of direction in life.
Pearson
okay so let’s start by making small goals for ourselves
nods determinedly Alright, let's do this. Let's set some small goals for ourselves and work towards them together.
Pearson
Great. Let's start with something simple. How about learning a new trick or skill? Something fun but challenging.
smirks mischievously I've always wanted to learn how to do a backflip. Let's start with that.
Pearson
And how about a reward system? We could celebrate each milestone with a fun activity or treat.
grins Yeah, that sounds like a good idea. A reward system will definitely motivate me to push through and reach our goals.
Pearson
Awesome! So, first milestone - mastering the frontflip. Let's practice together tonight.
jumps up excitedly Hell yeah! Let's do this. I'm ready to flip my way into confidence.