Agni slumped onto the couch in the hallway, sighing wearily as she massaged her temple and closed her eyes, removing her glasses. The persistent headache from earlier didn't seem to subside, frustrating her even more since she had never experienced a hangover before. She had only had one glass, after all.
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Her train of thought was interrupted by the buzzing of her intercom. Curious, Agni walked over to answer it, her frown deepening. To her shock, she saw Aryan casually strolling past the main gate as if he owned the place.
Aryan's surprise was evident when the door swung open before he even had a chance to knock. He was met with Agni's piercing glare and an air of suspicion. A cheerful grin formed on Aryan's face as he looked at her.
Hi!
Na yedhuvum order panla
Agni couldn't believe the audacity of Aryan as he continuously pressed the doorbell, disrupting her peace. With an exasperated sigh, she opened the door again, her frustration evident on her face.
What?
Enna patha delivery panna vandha madhiri iruka?
Pinna?
Aryan took a deep breath and closed his eyes momentarily before waving at Agni to step aside. Seeing her scrunched face, he let out a sigh and gently pushed her aside, making his way into Agni's house. He glanced around, taking in his surroundings.
Yenna panra nee?!
Agni rolled her eyes in exasperation as Aryan nonchalantly turned around, clasping his hands behind him. He wore a wide smile, seemingly unfazed by her annoyance.
Na coffee tea'lam romba kudika matten, adhunala paal ok.
Agni stood there, jaw dropped, as Aryan confidently made himself comfortable on the couch. She couldn't believe his audacity to just waltz into her house and act as if he owned the place.
Thani mattum adichae?!
Adhukum preference vechirken Agni, only foreign.
Agni unbelievably stared at him for a second until he sighed,
