I lifted my hand, palm facing upwards. I was initiating a high [?] five as you walked forward to greet me. I assumed you would respond by slapping it.

But you didn't. You were about to, but you hesitated. It got cut off by.. I don't know what.

Instead, you resorted to a subtle grip.

I felt the tension in our fingers.

I quickly pulled away.

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