grown-ish

- Hey. - Hi.

You okay?

Oh, God. No... Aaron, I'm not.

I feel like I've had some huge bomb dropped on me.

Oh, shit. I am, uh...

I'm so sorry.

I feel like I'm on the verge of...

of a nervous breakdown.

I've never felt so blindsided.

Look, Zoey, we didn't mean to hurt you, okay?

It was just... I don't know.

Ana's so cool, and things just kind of...

they happened, you know?

What are you talking about?

What happened with you and Ana?

Wait. Did Ana not talk to you?

Talk to me about what?

About, um...

Hello? "We didn't mean to hurt you"?

What does that mean?

I just meant we, in general, like, didn't mean to hurt you...

like that time we clowned you

when you were watching "MasterChef Junior."

In your defense, Reggie didn't deserve to be blasted

over a beef kabob... the kid's 8.

Aaron, why are doing that stupid rambling thing you do

when you're hiding something?

I'm not rambling. I'm just trying to talk to you

about a great show, "MasterChef Junior."

If I was rambling, I'd talk to you about O.G. "MasterChef"...

Aaron, stop. What the hell are you talking about?

- You and Ana? - Okay. Okay.

Uh, Ana and I...

we, you know, fell into a little situation,

and we've been kickin' it, so...

"Kickin' it" like how?

Just kickin' it, kickin' it.

Like, really kickin' it hard.

Kickin' it and stuff... naked.

We've been naked together.

Dope.

_

Hey.

Hey.

Since the dawn of womankind,

much about humans has adapted and evolved.

You know, like how we used to sleep in caves

or comb our hair with rocks.

However, there is one rule that has and will always

withstand the test of time... Girl Code.

That unspoken, yet very strict set of rules we ladies live by.

And the number-one rule of Girl Code is...

"Don't date anyone your homegirl

has been in a relationship with."

The number-two rule of Girl Code?

Read rule number one over and over and over again

until you die.

But what happened to Girl Code

when your generation redefined traditional relationships

and turned them into something different?

"Situationships."

Things become a lot less black and white.

In fact, they can get murky.

And for Ana and me, they were about to get hella murky.

What the hell are you saying right now?

She's saying she's a snake-ass bitch

with no respect for Girl Code.

But I have hella respect for her creep game, though.

Right in our faces!

Okay. Creeping, secrets, that's whatever.

You do realize what you did to your best friend, right?

Your roommate? Our roommate?

I know.

And that's why I need your help.

Look, Zoey found out before I had a chance to tell her,

and now she's locked herself in her room.

She won't come out, no matter how hard I try.

_

Zoey, you want to talk?

Okay. Cool. No, I gotcha.

Another time. It's fine.

And, believe me, I'm gonna keep trying, but...

Believe you?

How the hell are we supposed to believe

anything that comes out of your trifling-ass mouth anymore?

I didn't think it would get to this point.

Look, it truly started innocently, and then, it just...

It just snowballed.

I just want this whole mess to be over.

Well, none of the people in this room have slept with Aaron,

so you need to ovary the hell up,

get in there, and fix this,

because my parents are not paying this much in rent

for me to be unhappy in this beautiful apartment.

Bro, you and Ana?

How does that even work,

like, physically, politically, spiritually?

Was it everything I imagined it was?

Like a Maxwell video?

- Get your boy, man. - That's... That's your boy, man.

Unfortunately, he's both of our boy.

Aww, that's so sweet.

Bro, look, I'm not even trying to judge you,

but smashing within the friend group is straight treacherous.

It's not like I went looking for this.

It just kind of happened.

I wish that stuff just kind of happened to me...

although, flip-side, Zoey's probably pissed at you.

Ana's probably pissed at you.

Zoey's definitely pissed at Ana.

I wouldn't have the emotional bandwidth for that.

I should probably reach out, you know,

hit her up, shoot her a little text.

- No. No. - No, you can't do that.

- Dude, come on. - You cannot text her right now.

Big facts. Plus, Ana's probably in the middle of it.

What? No. I'm talking about texting Zoey.

Are you a dumbass?

- The hell? - That shit's got to stop.

Dude, you are sleeping with Ana.

Do you really think she'd really appreciate you

checking in on Zoey?

You're right. So, I check on both of them.

Group text.

All the wrong moves, B.

Give me your phone.

Bro, you made a lot of bad decisions today.

Let me help you make a good one.

- I don't want to. - Come on.

Come on.

Thank you.

Be right here until you get it together.

Okay.

Fix it now.

Fine.

See? It's no use.

- I'll try tomorrow. - No. No.

Come in.

- Go. - Okay!

All right.

Hey.

Hi?

Okay. All right. So, I guess I'll just, um...

I'll just dive right in.

Um, Zoey, first off...

I'm sorry.

But I need you to know that

I wanted to be the one to tell you.

It's just that, every time I tried, the time was just...

it just wasn't right.

Whatever. The point is, you're my best friend.

And... And you should have never heard it from anyone else.

Please say something.

Anything.

You're a shady piece of backstabbing trash.

Okay. Um...

Great first step.

You know, a-at least we're communicating.

Zoey, I... I... You have to believe me.

We never meant to hurt you.

Oh, pause. "We"?

Ugh, a bitch is using plural pronouns!

Okay, I'm gonna need Ana to take two steps forward,

'cause I'm tired of looking under homegirl's shorty robe.

When did all of this start happening?

Okay, well, we started hanging out a little while ago.

Um, and no... nothing happened, really, just flirting...

w-which I... I stopped.

And then, like, um, a week or so ago,

it, um, turned into more.

Wow. Do you have any idea how dumb I feel?

You are supposed to be my best friend.

I am.

Best friends don't sleep with their best friend's ex.

With all due respect, Aaron technically is not your ex.

Okay. Never trust anyone who starts a sentence with

"all due respect."

That's right behind, "I have tons of black friends, but..."

But Ana does have a point.

How Sway? Aaron is totally Zoey's ex.

No. Technically, they were never together.

Then, technically, what were they?

They were more of a, um, situationship.

Without the official "relationship" label,

you aren't in an official relationship.

If Aaron and I were never in a relationship,

then why'd you sneak around?

You knew that we had had feelings for each other.

You knew that we had hooked up, that he's been to my house,

that he has met my family.

Matter of fact, you were the one

who told me to choose him over Luca.

Right! And you chose Luca!

Okay, now Zoey is just straight-up wrong, okay?

Her and Aaron were never in a relationship.

Remember last year, when she said she wanted a relationship

like you and Doug?

Everyone wants what we have.

Yeah, including you.

Just 'cause you don't have it anymore.