You are in a group of female friends.
There is one gentleman
The gentleman, upon saying goodbyes, gives them a hug each.
Most are grasped without asking in tight and awkward side-scrunches.
You panic, running mental etiquette circles until he says
"Alright man. Take care bro."
He flexes into the male departure ritual and crushes the bones
In your dainty hand, like a pile of plastic cutlery
