Chapter-7|•|

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"Shall we go to a movie today?" Chey asks and says, "We are going

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"Shall we go to a movie today?" Chey asks and says, "We are going. You both are coming. I have booked the tickets."

I and Sam stare at him with wriggled eyebrows as he is rushing off the things.

Thud

"Damn! What's wrong with you, Chey?" I say reaching for him when he falls onto the floor trying to push his head into the shirt and leg into the pant simultaneously.

"Shre, fast. Get ready. We need to go," he says still struggling to poke his through the shirt. I sigh knocking on his head and I help him with the shirt.

"What's so hurry?" I ask him, getting on my feet. He doesn't bother to answer and pushes me and Sam to our respective rooms.

Chey is crazy sometimes.

I freshen up and dress up in a denim shirt and black pants. Leaving my upper buttons open, I walk out making my hair a little shaggy. Sam too comes out of his room neatly dressed in a sage green shirt and black pants.

"Okay, both of you look like models. Let's go," Chey pushes us out and locks the door behind us.

I grunt annoyed. "Chey could you please do the honors of telling me what's all this rush is for?" I ask him once we are in the elevator.

He takes deep breaths closing his eyes. "Fuck! I love her so much," he says and rests his head on the wall defeated, "She is going to a movie and I want to just impress her...or maybe at least watch her all the while."

"For the love of God, you have finally proved to be a man. I wish you both get married soon and have dirty pigs as your kids." I tell him and chuckle.

Sam laughs, exiting and we both follow. "Shre, we are going in your car," he tells, and about to take the driving seat, I pull him back.

"I am not that strong to let your drive and risk my heart when you damage it. Already Avyuktha had caused enough damage," I mutter and take my seat inside the car.

Both the guys settle themselves and I pull the car out of the parking lot. "I have surgery this upcoming week and I won't be home properly. I need to prepare a little and I'm staying back at the hospital," I inform them. It's one of the tough cases and is registered for the second time in the city. The doctor who performed the first operation is away from the country and I was recommended. I hope I get succeeded in this as it will be huge a milestone in my career.

"Even I'm leaving for Karnataka on a case-related thing. I'll be back on Thursday," Sam says.

Chey looks between us and sighs, "I have something to tell you both," he drags the words slowly as we almost reach the theatre. "I had tickets booked at three different rows. I mean I bought the tickets in black from different people. So... We aren't gonna sit together."

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