The High Five

There's a plastic bottle rolling around on the top deck of the bus, and it's noisy and annoying. What do you do? Leave it, but silently seethe with rage every time it rolls across the bus. Sly boot it down the bus when it gets near your feet, or pick it up and put it on the seat next to you. I would never leave someone hanging. I'd always go in. I'm going fully in. But as long as we awkwardly do it again, after we inevitably mess up the first one, begrudgingly or fuck off. That's what you might hear if somebody does avoid the high five. They would say, don't leave me