A/N:- I don't like Ambati Rayudu and it is my own opinion. If you like him, that's your opinion and I respect it. So please don't go charging on me on him.
And secondly, in this book, he didn't announce his retirement yet and was selected for the West Indies tour.
Also, I have changed the press conference before the West Indies tour according to the plot of the story.
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One month later
India was to tour West Indies in August 2019 and on the eve of their departure, a press conference was held.
To nobody's surprise, Virat and Rohit were arguing in Virat's room, one hour before the conference.
"I will go there. Who are you to stop me?" said Virat stomping his foot on the floor like a five-year-old boy who was being denied his favourite ice cream.
"Your best friend and the vice-captain of this team. Now go to that bed and rest."
"Always thinking about a bed. You are a lazyass, why are you so determined to make me one too? And I am the captain of this team, you do not get to order me."
"First, I am not a lazyass and second, you are going to the bed and resting today. That's my final word because I am your vice-captain."
"Who said anything about listening to you?" pouted Virat.
Virat had caught a fever that day, but being a stubborn, stupid, insisting git, he wanted to go to the press conference.
Rohit was insisting that he should lay in the bed and rest as they had to depart the next morning; being a mature, caring best friend for once.
Normally, Rohit would have gone with a fight with Virat and irritate him for hours, but today, since Virat was sick, he was being more irritating than usual and Rohit, for once, decided to play the mature role until someone comes and put this annoying jerk back to bed.
Fortunately, his angel came in disguise of Jinks, who had come to call Virat for the press conference as he didn't know Virat was sick.
"God, when will you two idiots grow up? Vi, don't you have a press conference to attend?"
Virat passed a smug look to Rohit and announced loudly, "Yes Jinksy baby, I was coming, but this idiot started fighting with me."
Rohit and Jinks scowled immediately and said at the same time, "Don't call me Jinksy." "I wasn't fighting with you and you are not going."
Jinks turned to Rohit and asked incredulously, "Why?"
"Because, dear Jinksy (Jinks scowled again), this man has 101 fever, bad headache, and still wants to go to the press conference."
Jinks turned sharply to look at Virat who was glaring daggers at Rohit.
"What is this nonsense, Vi? You are going to rest. We don't want a bobbling Virat, tomorrow at flight. Straight to bed", said Jinks pointing to his bed.
"But Jinks-"
"Straight to bed", repeated Jinks in a stern tone.
"But what about the press conference, who will attend it?"
"Ro", said Jinks simply.
"NOOO", said Virat loudly resulting in the other two to stare at him.
"I mean, No, Ro will not attend the conference. He doesn't need to when the captain is here."
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