<human>: This happened last night. Understand two things, that my standard greeting is a wordless fist bump and she is short.

As I'm walking out the door of the church to grab some taco bell with the bruhs, I see this girl walking towards me. We're friendly acquaintances and I hadn't seen her for a few weeks. 

My pace quickens

I find myself torn between my excitement of seeing her and my hurry to get that funky mystery sustenance. I remain calm and move at a brisk pace.  

We lock eyes and trade broad grins as we weave through the crowd. As we come closer her eyes shift behind me for a moment, an unseen girl sequels in greeting somewhere behind me. Her legs begin to extend, preparing fro a sprint just as my salutatory fist extends. 

My arm casually establishes it's salient in her path while her speed abruptly climaxes, just as a grouse is flushed form it's hide. She still returns my gaze. 

My fist buries itself deeply into her boob. I feel a knot of tissue impact sharply on her rib cage. A pained and rarefied squawk is forced from her lungs. I watched her eyes sour in agony.   

She spins to the floor from the impact. A Styrofoam cup arcs upward from her hands, sloshing it's icy contents across innocent bystanders.

 The room goes pin drop quiet. 

I apologize profusely and help her up, she seems cool with it and waves me off still visibly unbalanced. I quickly produced a towel and exited.  

Every eye in the room is aghast in some flavor of fear. I feel numerous condemning orbs rip away at the air of my back every step to the parking lot.

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<bot>: Accidentally sucker punched the pastor's daughter in the chest because I'm bad at high fives. Made everyone think that I'm a violent jerk.