Aidan's unpleasant voice cuts through the ether, expressing frustration and heartache like a discordant melody in an otherwise tranquil room.
"Why can't you take a moment to think about me?" Aidan's words hang in the air, heavy with emotion. "This is all a mistake. It's never going to work."
Zak, resigned and wearing a puzzled expression, realizes that there's no use in attempting a response. It's as if their words exist in parallel universes, never quite aligning.
Aidan, determined to be heard, presses on, "I can't handle it. For me, it's like cheating: You feel great, and I feel terrible."
The room feels like a theater of the absurd, with emotions and accusations swirling around like bizarre props in a surreal play. Zak struggles to find words, caught in the maelstrom of Aidan's discontent.
Aidan continues, their voice a tempest of frustration, "Why do you always make me feel like I'm intruding? You get all the recognition and feedback you want, and you always forget that I exist. It deeply hurts me. Suddenly, I'm not good enough anymore. That's exactly how I feel."
In this ridiculous spectacle, they're confronted with the stark reality that their relationship has become a farce, a carnival of misunderstandings and unfulfilled expectations. It's clear that their distorted views of each other have irreparably transformed their connection into a bizarre circus. They stand there, looking at each other with a mixture of regret and resignation.