THE LOST SINGER [COMPLETED]

A Dusky Room

__TRISHA__
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The room is dusky dull but clean.
A light yet masculine tingling smell roaming there inside the room, I assume it's Darshan's perfume.
A lot of cusions, flower pot, a small mini table and few candles are making the room simple yet aesthetic.
But I was trying to find something else.
I wanted to find something musical. But not an single object related to music was there.

Darshan--"Are you looking for something?"

I got startled because I was so into scanning his place.

Me--"umm. Yeah. Water."

He nodded and went into the kitchen.

The temperature of the room was warm. Making my senses very comfortable. But when I think about the fact that I am here to play a very awkward act, I felt nervous.

Darshan--"Here."

I turned around, he is wearing a light olive green tee, he changed his outfit.

Me--"Thanks".

After handed the glass over, he opened a mini cupboard and took out a bottle of wine I guess.
He looked at me and asked...

Darshan--"Wine? "

I am surprised, he already drank a lot in that bar, now wine.. wow.

Me--"Wow.. your drinking capacity is impressive".

He chuckled.

Darshan--" Yeah.. sometimes it's not pocket friendly".

Me--"Not healthy too.. you should not drink this much you know".

Darshan--"mm".

He ignored my advice and poured a glass with that.

Darshan--"So tell me...about you likes and dislikes".

Me--"why?"

Darshan--"because I want to know you".

Me--"and why Is that ?"

Darshan--"No reasons.. but you seems different.. not like the other girls at the bar."

I don't know what he meant by that, but one thing is for sure, from the moment he was sitting in front of me , all I was trying to do it covering myself with his jacket as much as possible.
And I think he noticed that.