Don’t come too close, I might love you

Him: “Coffee ? Tea ? Chocolate ? Or me ? Shoulder to cry on ? Someone to listen ?”
Her: “No, thanks. I’m tired. I just need a bed to lay on. Sleep.”
Him: “Okay. Sleep as much as you want to. Text you later.”
Her: (whispering to her self) “Don’t come too close, I might love you.”

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