"Hey, baby?" I smile cheekily, grabbing Shreyan's attention and the girl beside him.
He facepalms and looks at me, "Avyuktha?"
"You look handsome, boyfriend." I wink at him and look at the girl beside him. "I'm sorry to say this. He's taken. We hav...
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Next day,
"Shre, wanna grab some beer?" Samrat asks as soon as he walks inside after dealing with a tough case for straight five days.
I groan and nod my head. "I am not able to think straight anymore." I sit up and look at Chey who is cooking up plans to get his girl. "Are you preparing something for tonight?"
"We need to shop for groceries. There is nothing left out there," Chey mumbles sliding his phone on the table, "Not even instant noodles."
"Then, let's go together and get groceries. I need some fresh air to think about how should I get my Avyuktha to talk to me again." I put on my gym shirt showing up my strong muscles. "Also, there is a t20 match today. India vs South Africa. We will get some stuff for the match night."
"Perfect!" Chey chirps.
Sam shrugs his shoulders, "I am okay with it. I have missed seeing Kohli's batting for so long due to my duty calls." Well, we are typical desi fans of cricket.
They agree and we get ready to leave the apartment. Locking the door behind us, we three walk out talking about sports. We enter the elevator and find a girl. I smirk while Chey smiles at her softly and Sam maintains a neutral posture.
"Are you a guest here? I haven't seen a pretty lady like you till now in this apartment," Chey says in a friendly way.
That is it. The girl starts blushing while Chey scrunches his nose in confusion. "I am the granddaughter of the couple residing in flat number 13D." Chey nods while my eyes roll over her and I look away. Nothing about her body enter my head.
I look at her once again. I just don't look, I stare and nothing enters.
I stare at her once again. I couldn't register her details but all I think of is my Avyuktha and yet I can say, she doesn't have the personality as my Avyuktha.
"That's the president of this apartment," mumbling, I lean onto the elevator wall, stuffing my hands in my shorts pockets.
"Yes," the girl chirps, tucking the hair strands behind her ear.
"Your name?" Chey asks.
"Don't," I warn her and point at Chey, "He loves getting laid"
With that, I exit the elevator dragging Chey while Sam bursts out laughing.
"You will never change," Chey says punching my back as we keep walking towards the supermarket.
I look at him and take a lungful breath, "Because I want to be Shreyan," I reply, smirking.
