What's next?
Jason tries to defend her
"This is Chelsea's house, and she can prance around how she wants!" I butted in to defend Chelsea's honor.
Chelsea tried to interject that this wasn't what she wanted, but the protest died in her throat.
"It's not just her house, though," her mother continued, "she had to have gotten naked at the laundromat and driven back home like this. I didn't raise a stripper hussy."
"No," I piped up, "you raised someone so insecure in her body that she has to do stuff like this to get validation!"
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