𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐈𝐍 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄, quackity

Small talk, he drives
Coffee at midnight
The light reflects the chain on your neck
He says, "Look up"
And your shoulders brush
No proof, one touch, but you felt enough

or

"Honestly I think you should be grateful that snake gave you the wrong number."

"I am, but you dont need to rub it in my face every chance you get, asshole."