Morgan and Sasha | 12 to 12 [Nobody Wants This] Season 2

What's up? Oh, hi. I didn't know you were a basketball fan. Yeah, I know I'm not. And, um, this isn't helping. Why are you standing so close to me? What are you talking about? I'm not talking to you. No. This isn't happening. Oh, we're going outside? Okay. Wait, I'm sorry. You're married? Yeah. You're gonna pretend you don't see me? That's insane! You're, like, cool as hell. You always have a witty comeback for everything. You're, like, a smoke show. You got, like, this hot Earth mother vibe going on. What? You know what I mean? And you're way hotter than your sister. I had a sex dream about brother. I'll give you a ride. Why? Because it's a nice thing to do, and you need one. Well, thank you, friend, for the ride home. You're welcome. Two stars. Bye! Thank you. That's gonna bring up my star rating to two. Never call yourself daddy in front of me again. Okay, mama. Ew! Are you trying to give yourself a nickname right now? No, I'm just saying people are probably gonna call me that. Okay. I'll call—I'll call you that if you want. Is the, uh, sister gonna be there? Hey, loser. Oh, what's up, loser? Is that a pet name? She'll—she'll probably be there. Hi. You have fun with her? No. Wait, why are you dressed like Michael Buble? I'm not dressed like Michael Buble. He doesn't even— I wasn't sure I'd ever be loved like this. I mean— Or is he a therapist? Uh, my boyfriend. Hmm. Dr. Andy asked me to move in with him. Oh. Make sure we can trust him. You're at my little help desk, asking me to break into your fiancé's phone because you don't trust him. Don't you think you already have the answer you're looking for? Will you marry me? Like, the Dr. Andy who loves me and makes me feel so happy just, like, isn't real. You make us play this stupid game because you literally don't know anything about the man that you are going to marry. Oh. And it scares you. Kind of feels like I'm losing her, you know? That's kind of killing me. Rob, are you fine? Because I guess you can marry the love of your life and she still hates your ******* guts. So anyways— Stop! —for you guys. This relationship is over. But it's not working.