"He seemed to particularly like me for some reason, and at first I wondered if he was simply attracted to me, but I became pretty sure that his interest in me was completely platonic. Of course, I did have to nail him with it one day in the kitchen of the hostel. After taking and washing my dishes unasked for the eighth or ninth time, I asked him what he wanted from me. He looked really embarrassed and nonplussed and simply said that I was his Christian sister and he wanted to serve me. He could never seem to tire of dancing attendance on me, so I grew to accept it and even to enjoy it. Though I really did try as much as possible to reciprocate. But, no, we never did become close. So, he lives here now...
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