"We're not going to agree on every subject, that's not what friendship is. I'm not your clone, but we're close enough to be siblings."
"Dominique? I..."He started to respond or maybe apologize.
"No, shut your mouth. I'm not finished saying my piece. Being friends means and it always has with us, that when one of us says or does something asinine, the other calls them out. We don't blindly agree. Just, no. On the other hand if someone were to throw a punch at you, I would block it. Not only that, I would kick their ass. That's what friendship means."
He lifted his head to make eye contact with her, "You're right, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to lash out. Thanks for calling me on my bullshit."
She punched him amicably in the arm, "That's what friends are for."
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