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It takes me two lemon waters, three coffee and eight phone calls from my grumpy man to get my arse out of the bed. The fluffer himself is in bed, but he has been appointed to get me out of the bed by 9:30 am by my mother. Thankgod neither him nor am I are big fans of Mehendi so I won't have to sit for more than half hour or maybe one hour, extreme.
That drinking game was a bad idea. I should have listened to him and not Yug and my brother. They always get me in trouble. My father also lacked his 'father spirit' and let me get drunk. Mr. Rudra Mehrotra was drunk out of his mind. He definitely didn't Nagin danced with Samyak Papa and pouted like a baby when Mumma started scolding him in front of everyone. I refuse to believe I saw that man pouting and behaving how he behaved.
It seems everyone's still in bed if the girls ain't breathing down my neck yet. Or maybe their partners keeping them busy? Definitely didn't need the image early morning. Gotta go bleach my brain!
I walk into the washroom and quickly finish my morning routine. No makeup artist today as well. I'm a professional myself. Kya matlab shaadi ke din ka makeup costs a kidney and eye and that's why I'm doing it by myself?
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