9. As we tried to muddle our way through interpolated “how’s it going?”s and settled on a hug, we both felt a familiar vibration from our phones as they registered the human contact of an old friend and added ten points to our totals. I’d vowed to stop caring about the game layer – who needs points, anyway? – but feeling the vibration was comforting, as though our meeting had legitimacy, had somehow been noticed and recorded for posterity.