A/N: Hi guys. Just posting this quick in passing.
Thank you to Pink-Libra-Girl for reviewing last chapter! :) I really appreciated it.
Episode: None. After any episode with Owen and Bree dating, though.
Rating: K+
Warnings: None, really. Sad Bree.
Inspiration: Well, my original vision was just a simple, happy little gal's night for Tasha and Bree. But apparently, I'm incapable of writing a fluffy drabble, and it turned into this.
Bree wouldn't talk to anyone.
After a terrible day at school, a grueling mission, and Owen breaking up with her via text, Bree vanished into a spare room, locking the door. After her brothers had tried and failed to help, it was Tasha's turn.
"Bree, dear?"
Silence.
"Come to the door, please."
Nothing.
Tasha sighed, used her skeleton key, and gently pushed the door open. She pulled Bree into a hug.
"Girl's night out?" Tasha offered, softly. Bree nodded, and accepted a tissue.
If Donald wondered why they came home at one in the morning, he knew better than to ask.