"But I would be so kind as to give my number to them to use at their own discretion," he grins. "For example, I'll give you my number to show you how it'd go." With an amused smile, I hand him my phone and he creates a contact for himself.
"A respectful interaction," I comment as I lock my phone. "Perhaps I'll text you."
"We can schedule that date," he informs me, as if giving me more of a reason to message him.
"Okay," I nod with a small smile on my face.
"Are you sure you're fine getting up there?" he asks once again.
"It's an elevator ride up and a walk down a hall," I simplify. "I'll be fine."
"Will you text me when you get inside to let me know you're safe?" he replies, which earns a nod from me.
"Sure thing," I say as I grab the door handle. "I'll see you around, Zack."
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