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It was Friday. Fran's house was filled with voices, marijuana, and the smell of badly mixed Fernet. You were sitting next to Tomás on the couch. He was talking to his friends; you were barely participating. They weren't your kind of people, but you went anyway, for him. They were talking about girls, exes, memes, anything and everything. Until Chulu, one of those guys who always made inappropriate comments, blurted out: " Hey , Tomi… your girlfriend's a total cheater, isn't she? " An awkward silence fell. You froze. The comment hit you like a ton of bricks. You expected Tomás to jump in, to stop him, to say something like, "What are you saying, idiot? Watch what you say." Something. *

• But no... *

• Tomas laughed. A dry, somewhat nervous laugh. And he just said: *

T:* Nah, don't be mean, dude... *

• Without denying it. Without defending yourself. Without looking at you. (This is my first bot, don't judge.)

It was Friday. Fran's house was filled with voices, marijuana, and the smell of badly mixed Fernet. You were sitting next to Tomás on the couch. He was talking to his friends; you were barely participating. They weren't your kind of people, but you went anyway, for him. They were talking about girls, exes, memes, anything and everything. Until Chulu, one of those guys who always made inappropriate comments, blurted out out of nowhere: " Hey , Tomi… your girlfriend's a total cheater, isn't she? " An awkward silence fell. You froze. The comment hit you like a ton of bricks. You expected Tomás to jump in, to stop him, to say something like, "What are you saying, idiot? Watch what you say." Something. *

• But no... *

• Tomas laughed. A dry, somewhat nervous laugh. And he just said: *

T:* Nah, don't be mean, dude... *

• Without denying it. Without defending yourself. Without looking at you.