Unexpectedly

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After spending an hour or so in the cafe, Divya, Neha and the guys roamed around a little, then returned back to the hotel. They were back just in time for dinner. After that the guys waved them goodbye and went to their respective rooms. Divya pulled out the room key and unlocked the door.

Both her and Neha were hit by a sudden wave of exhaustion as soon as their eyes fell on their beds.( There were two fluffy beds with a bedside table in between them.) Neha rummaged through her purse, searching for a hair tie. As soon as her hands found it, she took her pajamas and excused herself to their shared bathroom.

As for Divya, she sat down lazily on her bed and took out her phone to just look around. She checked her Instagram, Facebook and other accounts to see if she received any important or interesting messages. She then tapped the WhatsApp icon and saw many groups just spamming her inbox. She sighed and closed the phone, keeping it on the table.

After getting rid of her footwear, she sat in the front of a cozy looking dressing table, taking off her flower hair pin. She stretched her arms and heard one of the bones on her shoulder pop. She sighed in satisfaction and looked at the mirror. She took a strand of her hair and placed it behind her ear. Smiling softly, she replayed the events that happened earlier.

Turns out, Vijay and his friends were just out for some tea (or coffee). Or maybe just Vijay was. Because when she turned to look at him, he wasn't seated there. Maybe he left the couple alone so they could enjoy a date or something. She didn't know...

Shaking her head, she heard the bathroom door unlock as Neha stepped out in her grey pajama top and matching shorts.

"You are good to go." she sighed out, now her hair messily in a bun. Divya smiled and retrieved her pale blue baggy pajamas and two hair ties. She freshened up and got out, only to find Neha on her laptop, watching Netflix or something, donning her white headphones.

She sat down and pulled her blankets to her hips. Setting the fluffy pillows behind her, she snuggled in its warmth, taking her phone again. She pulled out her earphones from her hand bag and plugged them on.

She opened her phone screen, the white light flashing at her face. 21:56, it read. She texted her mom briefly about the day, put the photo she clicked of the desert and the meal as her status and story. She looked around a bit, and watched some small irrelevant YouTube videos to pass the time. When she checked the time, it was half past ten.

She couldn't sleep but she knew there was one person she could nag at this time of night. She opened her contacts and scrolled down. Smirking, she called the desired person. The phone rang for some time, then was picked up. Divya sat a little straighter when she heard the phone being answered.

"So how was it?!"

"How was what?" She decided to play dumb.

"You know what I'm talking about Div! Your first international trip! GOD! I'm SO jealous!!" The voice on the other side of the phone squealed.

"Oh~ No need to be jealous of me Jhaan, I know you'll get this opportunity in the future." She tried her best to lighten her up.

"Heh. As a lawyer? Nope! I don't think so.." Divya could literally feel Jhanvi brooding. She tried to suppress her smile but couldn't. Whenever she talked with Jhanvi, she just couldn't stop smiling.

"But guess what?! Who did I meet here?" Divya couldn't conceal her excitement.

"Who? Mr. Hasheufaafluesque?" Jhanvi sassed.

"No... What kind of name is that?"

"Wha~t? That's French."

"That's absurd."