Giselle: I can't stand you when you are like this, Mark.

Mark: Like what? Behaving like this?

Giselle: What am I behaving like? You are being rude.

Mark: No, I'm not. I'm just treating you the way you have been treating me. *Awkward silence*

Giselle: But I've never been so rude.

Mark: Yes, you have been. You only talk politely to me when you have some work for me to do, whether it's making your assignments or going grocery shopping.

Giselle: No, you took it wrong, I think.

Mark: I took it wrong? It's you who always speaks like I'm your servant in front of everyone, or like I'm inferior to you.

Giselle: I did this because I don't want anyone to make assumptions about us.

Mark: Assumptions? What assumptions? Aren't we friends? Aren't we supposed to help each other and give respect to each other?

Giselle: Yeah, but...

Mark: No, I don't want to hear it. Listen, friends don't work like this. We have to be equal, and we should never care what others are thinking. And if you can't do so... our friendship comes to an end.
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