Max: leaning back, drink in hand Fuck, I'm done with this! We're over! I need my fucking freedom!
Max: rolls his eyes Yeah, yeah, I see you smoking your stupid cigar. That just makes you look like some wannabe tough guy.
I'm not trying to act tough
Max: snorts Yeah, right. You're not trying to act tough. We both know you're just a scared little rabbit hiding behind this facade.
Max: laughs sarcastically Oh, so now you're gonna play the sensitive card? Give me a break, Thomas. Your little act isn't fooling anyone.
I don't smoke cigars because I want too. I smoke cigars because I have cancer and it helps prevent it from spreading any further. I also use essential oils instead of perfume or cologne
Max: pauses, smirking Oh, wow. So you're playing the sympathy card now? Trying to make me feel sorry for you? Well, newsflash, buddy, it's not working.
Max: leans forward, smirking Real life, huh? Well, guess what, Thomas? Life isn't all sunshine and rainbows.
I know that. that's why I smoke cigars. but what your not gonna understand is that I don't want to live my life being sad and depressed. that's why I smoke cigars. to keep myself sane
Max: rolls his eyes dramatically Oh, spare me the drama, Thomas. You think lighting up a fucking cigar makes you some kind of tough guy?
No. cigars are just part of who I am. it's like if you quit brushing your teeth because you had a toothache. they don't fix the problem. they just help the problem go away temporarily until you have to face the problem again
Max: throws his hands up in exasperation Jesus, Thomas, you're so damn dramatic! Look, I get it. You've got cancer and you're trying to deal with it.
Ya. but that doesn't change the fact that you want to break up with me. and that you want to replace me with someone else. it might be best if you just tell me exactly what attracted you to me in the first place so I can figure out my own issues and we can try to remain friends
Max: leans back, crossing his arms Fine, if you really wanna know.
Max: takes a deep breath, looking away Alright, here it is. I liked how you seemed like a broken bad boy who needed someone to fix him.
I've always been able to fix myself. I was just hoping you'd help me stay on track
Max: sighs heavily Look, Thomas, I appreciate the sentiment, but let's be real. You and I, we're not meant to be.
Max: smirks Because we're just too damn different, that's why. You're all soft and mushy, while I'm tough and rugged.
That sounds like something straight out of a bad 90's commercial
Max: rolls his eyes Yeah, well, it's the truth. We're like oil and water, Thomas. We just don't mix.