Vrishali was popularly known as the life of the party. She had a natural ability to make friends with anyone she met. Everyone adored her, and she had yet to find her perfect match amidst all the chaos of her college parties. However, she was not in...
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A heavy sigh left Vrishali's mouth as she stared at the work. She has been working on her final project for one month now. The only thing left is to finish the final parts before packing the project and sending it to Hailey.
Her stomach grumbled. Glancing at her watch, shock swept over her as she quickly looked out of the window. The sky had darkened. She had been working since morning and had skipped lunch. Massaging her face, she left her work and exited the room.
She thought about Padmanabh. He had been busy with work, and they hardly ate dinner together. However, he tried to have breakfast with her and even dropped her off at her college. She missed his presence at dinner and felt lonely having dinner alone. She stopped in her tracks when she heard the noise from the kitchen.
She walked in and was surprised to see Padmanabh. "What are you doing here?" He turned around. Her gaze went to the apron and the wooden spatula he held. "Ah— I was going to call you once I finished making the dinner." Vrishali crossed her arms and leaned against the door frame. "You are making us the dinner?"
Padmanabh's cheeks flared. "We didn't have dinner together in a while. I decided to prepare dinner tonight." She nodded. "That's nice. Please don't mind me. I will just grab a snack. Do you want me to help with anything?" Padmanabh shook his head. "I got everything covered."
Vrishali went over to the fridge and pulled it open. She took out an apple and washed the grapes she had stored in a container in the morning. Padmanabh continued mixing the vegetables that he had sauteed for the vegetable stew. "What are you making?"
"I decided to make a vegetable stew with coconut milk and appam." Vrishali's brows frowned in confusion. "Appam? What is that?" she took the knife from the knife stand and started chopping the apple. "It's a soft dosa-type dish. Prepared with rice flour and coconut milk. It is a Kerala dish."
"I'm excited. here," Vrishali handed the fruit bowl she just made to Padmanabh. "Thank you." She took a seat and watched Padmanabh work. He gracefully moved around the kitchen without disturbing anything or making any noise. It was a fascinating sight. Padmanabh glanced at Vrishali, and she immediately looked at the stove. Smiling to himself, Padmanabh brought his attention back to the cauliflower.
'He looks like a snack..'
'Nah, he is a snack...'
'Did he workouts?'
'I think he does.'
'Did he get a six-pack?'
'Are his thighs thick?'
'Wha-'
Vrishali shook her head, and dirty questions started playing in her head as she watched Padmanabh's body. "Are you okay?" Padmanabh asked in concern when he saw Vrishali shaking her head continuously. "Yes, I just felt ticklish in my nose."
