Beth: When you think about it, we three really don’t know each other.
Kenzy: What do you mean? We’ve stayed in this hospital for three weeks now. We’ve been living together, talking together almost every single day.
Beth: Yeah, but at the same time we don’t know the simple things that you’re supposed to know about friends. We don’t know each other’s taste in music, taste in clothes, hobbies, anything. We don’t know how we’d act in any given normal day-to-day situation. All we know is how we act at this hospital, here and now, under these certain circumstances.
Caroline: But since we’re living in the hospital twenty-four seven, isn’t that kind of like, who we are?
Beth: It is, kind of. I don’t know. I think we are all acting differently than we would in other situations.
Kenzy: That’s true.
Caroline: So, you’re saying that we aren’t really true friends because we don’t know how we’d act in other situations?
Beth: Yeah, I guess. But we are friends. It’s just a different type of friends. Or something like that.
Kenzy: But then our school friends don’t know how we’d act at a hospital. So are they not our true friends?
Beth: Hmm. Maybe a true friend would accept you the way you are in any type of situation, so it doesn’t matter how well they know you.