Beefs. No matter where you look,
it seems you can't escape them.
But just as quickly as those beefs start,
in the blink of an eye, they're squashed...
But not all beefs are squashed so easily...
especially when you're living under the same roof...
And even though these celebs have shown us
there are a number of ways to make up:
IG posts, Twitter apologies, joint mix-tapes...
sometimes all it takes is a simple face-to-face
"I'm sorry."
Hey.
Um... I know we haven't talked in a minute.
And... I shouldn't have blown up at you the other day.
Plus, um, you know, I forgive you for kicking me out.
And... I'm sorry.
But in an age of fast beefs and even faster makeups,
have we become so desensitized
to other people's hurt feelings,
that we don't even realize
when that simple "I'm sorry" isn't enough?
So...
Thanks, chief.
Uh... hit you later.
Hold up.
Did I just get curved by my own boyfriend?
♪ Watch out, world, I'm grown now ♪
♪ I'm grown ♪
♪ Learn something new every day ♪
♪ I don't know, so I'm-a feel my way ♪
♪ Got the weight of the world on me ♪
♪ But no regrets, this is what I say ♪
♪ Watch out, world, I'm grown now ♪
- ♪ I'm grown ♪ - ♪ You can tell me ♪
♪ My heart beating so loud ♪
♪ Mama, look, I'm grown now ♪
♪ I'm grown ♪
- Geez. - "Thanks, chief"?
Seriously?
How about "thank you, baby, for forgiving me;
I love and forgive you, too"?
Nah, chief.
I haven't heard from you in a week,
now you show up with a half-ass apology
expecting for us to be all good?
Humorous. I mean, the world doesn't
start and stop with Zoey Johnson.
Doesn't it, though?
- I get that you're mad... - Actually, I'm not mad.
You needed your time or whatever, and...
now I need mine.
And then he said he "wanted some space."
- Oh. - Ooh.
More space? That's the final frontier.
I know, right?
Like, it's me, the love of his life,
his muse, his literal everything,
and he tossed me to the side
like I was some Michael Kors logo bag.
The disrespect.
Do not drag Mike into your dramz
just because your man thinks you're garbage.
Harsh. But, I mean, I did get curved.
Luca didn't just curve you,
I mean, he straight-up dissed you.
It's true. Curving is more a passive rejection,
like when you first showed up to apologize
- and he brushed you off. - Then when he basically said to your face
"kick rocks, you trash human being,"
it legit went from a curve to a diss.
He said none of those words.
Read between the lines, boo-boo.
This time, Lil' Lenny Kravitz has had enough.
Would you mind if I... if I gave you a call tomorrow?
Call me whenever you're free.
I mean, you can't just, like, play with people's emotions,
then suddenly expect them to forgive you.
Why don't people understand that?
- No, no, no! - Oh.
Um, is she on those hard white-people drugs?
Um, she's probably talking to her mom.
You know, white girls talk to their moms real reckless.
- Who are you texting? - Don't ask.
Fine. But for the record,
I asked about somebody other than myself.
- You did. - Baby steps. Now back to me.
How do I get Luca to forgive me?
Oh, that's simple. You know, in my experience,
the best way to get back in a man's good graces
is to show up at his door wearing a big-ass puff coat
with nothing underneath but a candy necklace
and a pair of red Cortez.
Okay, I'm... I'm sorry, w-what experience?
- Yeah. - And what guy?
Y'all don't know my life.
Okay, my sister's pretend "life" aside...
Pssh, you'll see.
...the absolute best way to Luca's forgiveness
is... You know what? to ignore him.
The more times you apologize, the more he'll just
double down on his stubbornness.
- He is stubborn. - Yep.
The point is, you got to act like you don't give a shit.
Because the person in the relationship
who cares the least has the power.
Okay, spoken like a girl
who's no longer in a relationship.
But I still got the power, though.
Stay woke, Zoey, stay woke.
All right, look, what you need to do
is just get your mind off this, like, entire situation.
Come out with us. Let's get trashed.
I am so in. Let's go get drinks.
Okay, great. 'Cause Ana just texted
for us to meet her at Titanium.
- Ooh! - Let's go!
Pause. I am so out.
Please, Zoey, try.
I'm so sick of living in the middle
of a cold war between the two of you.
Okay, it's not like I signed up for any of this.
Look, what Ana did was messed up.
- Yeah. - We get it.
But when are you gonna get over this beef?
Oh, my goodness. It is not a beef.
It is nothing.
It is a friendship which has been reduced
to a roommate situation, okay?
She's like any other Cal U student who'd live here.
Except she's dead to me. Okay?
- Whoa. - Whoa.
While my girls were out getting lit,
I was enjoying a cozy night at home.
I had my favorite PJs on
and two seasons of "Floribama Shore" saved.
My night was a vibe.
Wait. Luca is at Titanium?
You know what?
He said he wanted time and space,
and so I'm gonna give it to him.
Yeah.
Okay... that's enough time and space.
But I can't roll up solo.
I'm gonna need a wingman.
Is that Zoey?
I thought you said she wasn't coming tonight.
Why is she with her brother?
Well zamn, Zaddy. I see you, Junior.
With the girls' allegiances split
between me and the "Cuban She-Devil,"
I decided to bring in someone who, by blood,
has to have my back.
But not before making sure
he was worthy of stepping out with your girl in public.
His fly has to match my fly.
Come on.
Hi, guys. This is Junior.
What is up? Andre Johnson Jr.
- Hi. - Hi. How you doing?
- Junior, at your service. - Hey.
- You can call me Junior. - Hi.
She doesn't call you anything.
Oh.
Don't worry. I will diffuse the situation.
I am loving that outfit.
I mean, first communion on top, party on the bottom.
- That is... - Hey, hold up.
I gotta go handle a thing.
You're cool hanging back for a second, yeah?
Sure, if these ladies will have me.
Oh, we'll have you.
You know, there's a seat over here
with your name on it.
Where?
Get your ass up, Nebraska.
All right.
So, guys, what we having?
My, uh, Lose It! app says I am good for... two light beers.
Wow.
Just so funny.
- What's up? - Oh, hey.
I didn't even know you were here.
Such a small world.
It's not that crazy of a coincidence.
I mean, I literally live 500 feet away from here.
Oh. Yeah.
- You look fire, though. - Oh.
Boom. It's already working.
Well, do you maybe wanna grab a drink, or food, or something?
Actually, I'm good.
But, uh, have fun, though.
Did I just get curved again? Or was that a diss?
How do I know when it's been upgraded?
God.
Hey, at least they're having a good time,
which you could've been doing if you would've listened to me
and ignored Luca's ass like I told you to.
No, no, playing games is ridiculous.
No, playing games gets you the power.
Like I said before, if you want the upper hand,
you got to show these dudes zero love.
That's why any man who tries to interact with me
has to come all the way correct.
Yo. Jazz.
That seems like he came all the way incorrect.
- Yeah. - No, that's the result
of going weeks showing nothing but pure savagery.
Power, Zoey. Get you some.
You know what? I'm sorry.
I-I gotta go deal with something.
Okay, honestly? Seriously? You're leaving?
Cool. What in the world is happening?
I'm glad you're here.
Give me five minutes.
Just come inside.
Absolutely not.
Look, I-I know I hurt you.
And I'm sorry. I-I... I'd like to explain.
I just don't want to do this outside on the porch.
Really? Then I guess we're not having this conversation.
Look, I-I like you, Nomi.
But I'm not gonna text you that,
o-or do it through some app or whatever it is that you do.
I'm gonna have a real, face-to-face conversation
with the person I care about.
Now, I have feelings for you,
and I'd like to see where this goes.
But this is up to you.
You can either get in that car
or you can come inside with me.
The last thing you want to see
when you're sitting abandoned at a sticky table
is your homegirl twerking on your baby brother.
Oh, no, wow. I stand corrected.
That is the last thing you want to see.
What's good, chief?
Uh...
Okay. Maybe Jazz's "playing it cool" technique will work.
I mean, savagery plus power equals forgiveness.
'Sup.
Just seeing if you and Junior are straight
before I head back to the crib.
Why wouldn't we be straight?
'Cause I'm assuming you've been drinking.
I just wanted to make sure that you get home safe.
You know what? I don't get a [bleep].
Why are you being so weird?
I just need to know if you're cool to get home or not.
You know what?
I couldn't care less.
About anything.
Great.
Good luck to you, bro. I am off this.
"I'm off this."
Hey, Torres.
Hey.
It's been a minute.
How've you been?
I've been better.
- Yeah? - Yeah.
Look, I'm sorry you're getting the...
kind of the brunt of all this, you know?
Yeah, that makes two of us.
Well, is there anything I can do to make it better?
Buy you a drink? Get you some chili cheese fries?
Gotta be something I can do to make you smile, right?
Honestly, um...
this is kind of what got us into trouble in the first place.
Um...
maybe we should just stay out of each other's way.
For good this time.
Hmm.
I don't want to give Zoey extra reasons
to hate me.
Sorry, miss. Your card was declined.
Declined?
God. What?
This is so not a good time for my father to make good
on his promise to stop financing my lifestyle.
Hey, could you please try my Rush Card?
It's cool. I got it.
Thanks. You didn't have to do that.
Yeah, well, it's done.
Just know I will pay you back, like, immediately.
It's just probably a problem with the bank.
Zoey, do you want to be with me?
- What? - Do you want to be with me?
Uh...
Dude, y-you know I'm with Luca.
Right. So why are you causing so much unnecessary friction?
- What are you talking about? - Why are you still beefing with Ana?
Mm. Right, so that is all on me?
You're the one that's keeping it going.
You didn't want to be with me last year,
you don't want to be with me now,
so why are you making such a big deal about me and Ana?
I don't get it. It's, like, you got a man.
You say you love him, right?
- You're in love with him? - Yes. God.
And there it is.
Look, I'm sorry, you know, that this whole thing
played out the way it did and that you got your feelings hurt,
and I know you're not the cause of it,
but you're the only one that can fix it.
Enjoy your drink.
Here...
it's gonna be a little brick out there for you, young Cali.
Ooh, so you think you know me?
- Oh, I do. - Yeah.
Plus it'll give me an excuse to come over later.
You don't need an excuse.
Good to know.
- All right. - Okay.
- I'll see you. - See you.
Zoey, I need condoms. Preferably Magnums.
Eww, no! No. Mnh-mnh.
Yeah. You're right. I mean, this is college.
- Who cares? - I... Dude.
Can you stop being an insane person?
True. True, true, yeah.
My hands are already full with our parents' kids.
Mm-hmm.
And you are one of them.
Talk to bro-bro.
- What's wrong? - All right, well...
I had this beef with Ana and then I took it out on Luca
and then Luca... like, I'm ready to make up with him
but he's not, and I don't know.
I'm just starting to wonder, like,
what if I'm the problem with everything?
I just want it to all go back to normal.
Well, sounds like all you got to do
is get out of your feelings and apologize.
Fun fact... tried that.
I said I was sorry. Nothing changed.
So now I'm in this stupid outfit
trying to be all savage and woke like Jazz.
Okay, look.
I don't know much about college or woke savages
or even Jazz,
but I have heard your apologies before,
and they are pretty empty.
Oh. Well, I am sorry you think I'm bad at apologizing.
See? Do you even hear yourself?
There was nothing behind that apology.
You just sounded defensive.
So, maybe next time,
you should try to apologize for someone else's benefit
instead of your own.
I hear you, Andre Johnson Jr.
Has a nice ring to it, doesn't it?
Yeah.
So, what now? Where do we go from here?
- The semester's over. - Mm-hmm.
You're no longer in my class...
Oh, bummer.
- What? I sense sarcasm, right? - No. No, I really...
I enjoyed your class so much,
especially, um, getting to expose all the frauds
who thought that being a feminist
was knowing all the songs on "Lemonade."
Oh, well, as much as I'm gonna miss
your charged debates about everything...
Mm-hmm.
...I got to say, I'd rather have this.
Yeah.
Me too.
Okay.
As much as I hate to admit it, Junior's right.
My apology to Luca was empty
because I've been so caught up in my own feelings,
it didn't even occur to me that I was hurting everyone else's.
And I know what I need to do to make things right.
Okay.
Hi.
Hey.
I'm really sorry, and not just about the milk.
About everything.
'Sup.
Uh, hi.
Didn't get the usual "I made it home" text from you last night.
Would you have even responded?
Probably not.
But it's good to know you're safe.
Where you headed?
Just hanging with the homies.
Oh.
So, you, Ana, and Aaron are cool again, huh?
We are.
Um...
I've realized I was being unfair
to a lot of people, including you.
And, you know, look, I never meant to make you feel like
the situation was about someone else,
because it isn't.
All right? There isn't anyone else.
It's just you.
And... I love you, and I'm really, really sorry.
Sincerely.
Thank you.
Means a lot to me.
Uh, would you care to join us?
I can't. But I can come to the crib later.
Maybe we could catch up on some of our shows.
I would really like that.
- Same. - Then I will see you later, I guess.
Okay.
And I love you, too, chief.
As improbable as it seemed, my little brother was right.
To get the forgiveness I was seeking,
I had to forgive first.
You got to work on your aim.
Sorry.
- Hi. - Hey.
- Ana is still getting ready. - Okay, cool.
Ana! Aaron's here!
Okay, coming!
Luca.
I see you have your date shirt on.
I'm not mad at it.
Thanks.
Wow, you look, uh... you look amazing.
Thank you. So do you.
You both look amazing.
But guess what. You look amazing together.
Have the best night tonight. Don't do anything I wouldn't do.
- Mm-hmm. - You know what? Scrap that.
Do whatever you want to
because you have my full support, my 100% blessing.
I am in support of all of this.
- All of it. Yay. - Okay. I just did my makeup.
- Have a great time. - Okay. We're gonna go now.
You know, do a lot of kissing!
Ooh, wait!
Hey, what if you do a little quick pic for the 'Gram?
- I think we're good. - Okay.
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