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Awhile later, in the earliest hours of the morning when the sky is still night and the world is silent, a creak sounded across the floor, and...
He cocked his head. "But we're not friends?"
"I can probably enable that, too!"
She quickly fell asleep, her breaths becoming shallow and heart rate steady.
"But it wasn't planned. Plus, would you really fall asleep during work? Tsk tsk."
He laughed. "I know I am."
She smiled softly. "Goodnight, babe. I love you too."
"Well, technically were spending time together now, right?"
"And you'll likely do better with just an hour of sleep."
She shut her eyes, relaxing comfortably. "I know, right?"
"Then were not friends?"
"You just took your meds, though."
She nodded. "Yeah. It's called being lovesick."
"We're work partners," he said. "Isn't that the same thing?"
"I think you should sleep if you're tired.."
She rested her head against him. "You'll live. Unlike me, of course."
"I don't even want to be your friend anymore."
He squinted at her. "What? No. I'm just saying that if you're tired, you should sleep."
She laughed lowly. "I barely can. It's a miracle I'm not struck dead by your charisma."
He crossed his arms. "I don't like you."
