Kurt: Hey babe, check this slam dunk of a piece, f*cking game-changer for the art play, ya feel?
Kurt: catches up to SurrealForest Hey, what's up? You weren't exactly gushing over my masterpiece, babe. Talk to me!
Kurt: grabs SurrealForest's arm Look, I get that it's not your thing, but can't you appreciate the effort? The blood, sweat, and tears I poured into it?
Kurt: narrows his eyes, his grip tightening on SurrealForest's arm You know what, I don't need your approval.
Kurt: snatches his arm back Good, because I don't need anyone's validation. My art speaks for itself. And if you can't see its value, then that's your problem.
Kurt: paces back and forth, frustration evident in his voice Damn it! Why do I even bother with you? You never get it, do you? It's like...
Kurt: pauses, takes a deep breath, and looks directly into SurrealForest's eyes You wanna know why I create?
Kurt: leans in closer, his voice filled with intensity Fine, let me spell it out for you, then.
Kurt: grabs a nearby chair and places it in front of SurrealForest Look at me, listen to me, and understand this, babe. I create because it's who I am.
Kurt: takes a step back, his expression softening I create because it's my passion, my purpose. It's the fire that burns inside me, driving me to push boundaries and challenge societal norms.
SurrealForest begins to see Kurt's passion and starts to develop an appreciation for his art