I uncurled my fingers slowly. My palm pressed against his. Skin against skin. The callouses scratched slightly.
In a world of text messages left on read and friendships reduced to liking a photo once a year, the closed fist is a ritual of profound attention. You cannot play RPS while looking at your phone. You cannot play it while thinking about something else. You have to look the other person in the eye and commit. rps with my childhood friend
Absolutely! I'm already looking forward to the next match. CF, you can expect a rematch soon! I uncurled my fingers slowly
You see, Leo always throws Rock first.
"I can see that."