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titled How Do I 23 female back away from this guy, 31 male, without losing my favorite

coffee shop? I live alone in a city and I've had some trouble making friends. I go to the same

cafe every day and the owners have taken on almost a parental role since

my family is so far away.

I'm close with them and I trust them and they care about my well-being.

So when one of the owners Sarah gave me the number of another regular, Derek, I trusted

her judgment.

I know Derek a little bit from spending time in the cafe. It's a small place and

we both sit at the counter so we can chat with the owners. Usually we sit next to each other.

We've chatted about movies. He once helped me with my language homework and he's generally in

the cafe hanging out most afternoons, sometimes reading, sometimes working on his computer.

He's also friends with the

owners of the cafe and always seemed like a nice person, so I certainly wasn't against getting to

know him better. When Sarah gave me his number yesterday, she was selling him pretty hard. I asked

her about the book she was reading and she said, Derek lent it to me. When I asked about a card game, she said, Derek taught it to me.

So I said, okay, I get it.

I'll text him.

I text Derek after I left the cafe and I thought it was maybe a bad idea because if things

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