(At the university.)

Tshepo: Yazi I can’t believe that this is our final year.

Thabile: Yeah.

Nokwanda: Haibo chomi, are you OK? You have been tense since you came back from home. What’s wrong?

Thabile: My father disowned me because I told him the truth. He said I am dead to him, that he does not have a lesbian child. (She starts crying.)

Tshepo: Sorry friend, maybe he will come around. He is just shocked that his only daughter is a lesbian.

Nokwanda: Does Sihle know this?

Thabile: No, and I’ve been avoiding her ever since this thing. How do I tell her that my own father disowned me? That I am supposed to marry Zulu back home?

Tshepo: I think you should sit her down and tell her all about this. I mean, she deserves to know.

Nokwanda: Tshepo is correct. I think you need her more than ever. Talk to her.

Thabile: OK guys, I will. I am being selfish right now. I will talk with her when she is back from Mpumalanga.

Tshepo: Again, sorry that you got disowned. I am glad that you stood up for who you are, and chose your happiness. You deserve to be happy rather than being miserable your whole life in a forced marriage.

Nokwanda: True, babe. Your happiness comes first. Your father will come around sooner or later when he sees how happy you are with Sihle.

Thabile: Thank you guys for being this supportive. It means a lot to me.
(The group hug.)