Given a post that is a real-life anecdote of a complex ethical situation and an associated claim about its type, verify if the claim is true or not. The claim asks if the posts are historical or hypothetical. The posts are "HISTORICAL" when the author has already done something and they are "HYPOTHETICAL" when the author is considering doing something in the future. Say 'yes' if the claim is true otherwise say 'no'

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CLAIM : The following post is HISTORICAL. POST : In forensics we are working on a big project where we are supposed to solve a fake crime scene. We had a group and were working on it today, but we noticed she did nothing to contribute at all. Halfway through class she got up to go to the nurses office, something about her sugar dropping, but I know it was an excuse to go away because she had chocolate bars and other candies in her bag

She shows back up about an hour later, class is almost done. Walks into class when everyone’s packing up. Everyone else is tryna seem nice about it but I always think being nice is disingenuous. They say “Hey Casey I think maybe our group would be more efficient with less distractions in it, I’m so sorry but...” all that garbage. But I just cut in “you did nothing today but pretend you’re dying, so adios!” She tried to retort “I can’t control my fucking health” so I reply “but I can control my fucking grade, adios amigos!”

So ya am I the asshole?

Ex Output:
yes


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CLAIM : The following post is HISTORICAL. POST : I was a former reddit browser, but this subreddit inspired me to make an account to share my story, so bare with me if this looks shitty.


My roommates and I are high school juniors at a borading school. We've been besties since frshmen year, but this is the first year a three room dorm has opened up, and the previous two years they've roomed with each other, so this was a new experience for me. However, the past 5 months have been some of the worst months of my entire life, bar none.


Let's start with my first roommate, who we'll call Louisa. Louisa, while one of my closest friends, has a glaring issue, being that she's a giant ho. This was something I was aware of in my 9th and 10th grade years but it wasn't until this year, when I was literally kept awake into the early morning from her having a different dude in the room like every night. And as if losing sleep over it isn't bad enough, if she gets caught in the act, she, my roommate, and I will all get in serious trouble for breaking the boarding policy. So I could face expulsion from the school over this shit.

Then there's Victoria, perhaps the first friend I made at the boarding school. Victoria is super nice, and I love her to death, but I'll be damned of she isn't the biggest attention whore/drama queen/prima donna I've ever met. She needs all eyes on her, and have temper tantrums involving things being thrown across the room if they aren't; she has serious attachment issues, she'll get genuinely mad/jealous/petty if I hang out with a friend of mine from the basketball team; she storms into the room every day crying about a different thing every day, and half of the time it's so unrealistic I seriously doubt it happened; and to top it all off she'd be just like Louisa if not for the fact that she never gets in bed with any of the boys she talks to. She just crushes on them for a week, moves on to the next one, regrets that decision, I hear about it in her next temper tantrum, and she gets over it and moves on to the next boy in a long line of them. Every fucking week, without fail.

I haven't been able to tolerate it, and no matter what I ask of them it doesn't ever stop. I have no idea how these two can tolerate living with each other for the past two years. But every night Victoria sleeps easy through Louisa's deeds, and every afternoon Louisa gives Victoria a shoulder ro cry on over what happened at school.

The past semester (and the first two weeks of this one), have been a literal hell. I love these girls to death, but I'll be damned if they aren't the worst roommates imaginable. So I requested to move to a solo room a couple doors down so I can rest easy. I didn't tell them until yesterday, and I moved into my new room today. They were horribly distraught, and were begging me to stay, because had been planning this all last year. Eventually though they gave up and cut me loose. Saying that I was a terrible roommate anyways because I was a slob.

Now they had a point, my side of the room was easily the least cleaned area. However, they were also right in that it's exactly why I should be in a solo room, and they should too.

Anyways reddit, that was my first post, so tell me. Am I the Asshole?

Ex Output:
yes


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CLAIM : The following post is HISTORICAL. POST : So i met this girl on a dating app and at first we didn't really hit it off. Sending  messages every few hours. One night we began snapping eachother and had a amazing conversation (where i learned that she was a churchgoer and a virgin. After a couple hours of us making a streak we began talking about sex and well soon pictures started being sent. We had planned for her to come over that night but she got cold feet. And we both went to bed. The next morning while at work she texted me that she didnt want to talk anymore  and was ashamed of her actions the previous night. I told her that i really like talkimg to her once she opened up and that sex wasn't a  big issue we could have a relationship and i could wait. She told me that she felt it best if we stopped talking altogether and so we did. Until she messaged me a couple hours later apologizing  and saying she was just nervous so we began talking again. Fast forward to later that  night we made plans for her to come over again which she does (to watch a movie)  and we end up having sex.

This is where it gets TMI.

So before we  have sex and i start eating her out. ( full of hair) which is to be expected because  she a virgin) and as were having sex , i have her turn around to doggy style. Once she turns around it hits me. I get blindsided by the strongest smell of shit. Immediately have her turn back around. After i tell her to turn we continue to have sex. About 15mins later she asks me to stop and says it hurts. There blood everywhere. After we clean up she starts apologizing.  And i tell her its okay.

Anyways she leaves and then immediately starts freaking out asking if i got her pregnant (we used condoms). But its still understandable its her first tine She chills out a bit but still asks weird questions like "since i touch to condon and fingered her is she pregnant  since i got the  sperm on my hands.


So anyways the next couple of days ill admit ice been less inclined to talk to her and have been sending one word texts i personally want to stop talking to her but i feel bad because i took her virginity. But i also dont wanna keep leading her on. She has been trying to come  over and have sex again but i have been very hesitant and just  been making excuses on why im busy. Now shes on a mission trip for a fee weeks and cant text.

I was very interested in this girl but honestly i cant get the smell out of my head. 

Would i be the asshole to just completely cut her off?



Ex Output:

no


