The ABC in LGBT
Abc
Claire:
It’s kind of wild… it’s really just been you and me for a minute.
Maya (teasing):
Has it?
Claire:
Dinners. Late-night calls. That bookstore trip that somehow lasted six hours… Maybe we should meet more “friends.”
Maya:
Friends?
Claire:
Yeah. You know. Other people. So it’s not… just us.
Maya (smiling):
Oh no. This is better.
Claire (laughs, then grows quiet):
See… that. That's what I'm talking about.
Maya:
What?
Claire:
If I was this explicitly close with a man, everyone would understand what this is. But because it’s you, it’s supposed to just be… friendship.
Maya:
What are you talking about?
Claire:
If you were having candlelit dinners, holding hands during movies, getting jealous when he dated someone else… people would call that a relationship.
Maya (quiet):
Okay. I see what you’re saying.
Claire:
I don’t want to blur lines and pretend it’s harmless if it isn’t.
Maya:
I respect your viewpoint. I do. I just… I’m married. I’m straight.
Claire (gently):
I’m not arguing with your identity. I’m talking about behavior.
Maya:
So what are you saying?
Claire:
I’m saying I can’t half-date someone who calls it friendship.
Maya (processing):
Wow.
Claire (softly):
If this is friendship, let it be friendship. If it’s something else, it deserves a name. But I can’t even anymore.
Maya:
I didn’t realize it felt like that for you.
(A quiet beat and Maya laughs.)
Maya:
You always do this.
Claire:
Do what?
Maya (small smile):
Say the brave thing out loud.
Claire (gentle shrug):
Someone has to.
Claire (after a beat):
Maybe we don’t need more friends.
Maybe we just need some good ones.
Maya (smiles):
I can work with that.
Claire:
You always can.
They sit there for a moment — not dramatic, not explosive. Just honest.
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