" Men who pick you up when they hug you,” said one of the girls. I didn’t know which of them it was, but they all sighed in unison. I stared at their spellbound faces. They caught me looking at them and cinched up their expressions. There was a moment of awkward silence. “Well, hopefully it’s a man you like,” I said. “Otherwise it could be a pepper spray moment.” It "

― Leylah Attar , Mists of the Serengeti