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7. Aahana

Next morning
"I'm leaving, okay"
"Where too" I say, still sleepy, while I see Viana all dressed up and ready to leave.
"I have classes to attend and internship to work at"
"Haa haa, GOO! Bub-bye sweetie"
"Woh toh jaa rahi hu, but jaldi uth jaana, it's 6.15 now, be out of the bed by last 8!"
"Haa okay-"
"Also call your mom and tell her ki you woke up, okay? Unka call aaya tha raat ko after you slept to check up on us"
"I'll talk to her kido- leave!"
"Bye"
She says, and kisses my temple, and leaves...
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At Work place
I go to my desk, remove the scarf. My skin is still burning due to the reactions from the cocktail! How can one be allergic to alcohol? I have to go get checked to see what exactly I was allergic to-
This sucks! Yesterday was supposed to be fun! And not Aditya disappearing and me drinking and Yash and I having the long convo where he roasts me most of the time.... well to be honest I did like talking to him, he is fun to hangout with, but I still hate the part where I had to do all this and Aditya rain checking on well- not exactly rain check, well wtv-

A woman walked towards my desk and said,
"Hello ma'am, this is Ira"

"Ira, hii. How come you're here? We're there changes to be made for the event?"

"Yes, few for now"

For now??? How many more are to come?
"Sure, Tell me" I ask politely
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"So you want me to change the entrance setup and the guest list will be updated a week earlier to the event?"

"Yes"

"But how can we arrange seating? I mean at the last moment? We'll atleast need an approx figure"

"For that you'll have to talk to Aditya sir. I had come here as just a messenger" She says with a AKWARD smile on her face. Obviously it was Aditya who made such decisions-
Now I am pissed! And stressed! And I have to call him-
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"Hey yo missy, out from the bed? Headaches? Does the skin still burn? Any more reactions? Do you want some more cocktails?"

"Shhhh no taunts at all! Maine kisi aur baat ke liye call kiya hai"

"Yea tell me"

"I called you to ask you that, when will I get my guest list finalized sheet. Kyuki mujhe unn sabke liye e- invitation banake mail karna hai, then wait for their reply m, then fix the number of people... basically you get the idea right?"

"I get it, but not possible"

"Not possible?? Why not? Abhi August chal raha hai- and event February mai hai, tab tak you can't even give me the list???"

"Nahi"

"Are you being serious right now are just a pain in my ass"

"A little bit of both darling"

"Bye!"
I cut the call. If this would have been someone other than Aditya, I would have been fired by tomorrow morning. With perks comes cons-
Perks are that I can still be myself, I mean not very serious wala professional, Of-course professional but also myself with working with Aditya. And yes I get it ki Aditya toh sirf iss project ke liye hai, iske baad j might face worst situations, ye toh kuch bhi nahi hoga uske saamne. I have to be prepared for any upcoming situation-
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I put up few ideas together for the entrance set-up and mail it to Isha.
While I wait for the reply, I see the time and it is 6Pm-
I skipped lunch again- I did not even realize it and yet I did it again. I check my bag to sew what has mom packed for me today.
(P.s - pata hai daba sirf school ke baache leke jaate hai most of the time par mom's magic food ke saamne kisi bhi cheez ka Raj nahi hai)
"Aloo parathe- ain't getting bored of these baby ever!" I say it to myself and paratha for some reason, when Kareena sees me.