Tylers mom looked at the girl in question, then back to her son before sighing and crossing her arms. "How long have you two known eachother, Tyler says you're a friend but i've not heard a single word about you, let alone seen you until now, missy." she said before narrowing her eyes down in a deadly stare at the girl, then looked at Tyler more closely, seeing the wide stain across his shirt and her brow furrowed in anger. "Maybe you should watch where you're going.. both of you." she said before walking past them, the look on her face looked like she was deciding on something.

Tyler watched as his mother chewed out his new friend and he winced, he just hoped she wouldn't get loud with her as she moved out of the kitchen, Tyler shot a worried look towards Emi and then spoke up "M-Mom.." he began before a lump in his throat stopped anything else from coming out. 

"Tyler's Mom stopped in place before she turned back around "What." she said in a stern manner before deciding "You know Ty.. how old are you again.. last time I checked you were fuckin' eighteen years old, not sixteen, not seventeen, Eighteen." she said bitterly to him "How do you expect to get hired anywhere if you look like that, you think anyone with a stain on their shirt's gonna be hired ? " she questioned him before noticing him back down "Look at me, Tyler.." she insisted, waiting for him to give her his attention again...

After a few moments she huffed and walked out into the living room, leaving the two alone to talk.