1. Painting Exhibition

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Anaya

I sat at my dresser, fingers scrolling on Insta for reels. But my mind was not in the state to watch them. As I simply closed my phone. Now, my hands running through my hairs as I silently stared at my phone, waiting for a notification to pop up. Two hours. Freaking two hours passed and still, I'm waiting for this bitch to mssg me. Today my patience was on level cause there was coffee with me. I took a small sip with a sound from my coffee mug. A sigh escapes my lips. Putting my mug on the nightstand, I lay on the bed. Overthinking starts to dwell in my Mind. I have no other option. I opened Spotify and played 'TERA FITOOR' song by Arijit Singh.
I don't know when my thoughts drafted me towards sleep.

Next morning

My eyes closed and a yawn escaped from my mouth. I rub my eyes only to realize dried mascara smeering under my eyes.

Stepping into the washroom I took my brush and applied some tooth paste and looked at myself in the mirror Infront of me. My hair looking like a nest and my eyes were like a dayan.(ghost) OMG.
I splash some cold water on my face and apply some face wash as my phones ring.. I fucking hate whoever is calling me. My mood in the morning will be like an angry bird.

I wash my face ASAP to pick up the call. My phone was on the counter near the basin. I took the towel and left the washroom.

Miya, it is miya. A small and warm smile appears on my lips before lifting the call. I can't be angry with her.

"Hi miya".

"Oh Hi baby, How are you.?"

"Umm Fine now. What about you.?"

"I'm also fine. Had your breakfast?"

"Nhi abhi toh uthi hoon!"
(nope, I have just woke up)

"Acha then get ready I'm coming in 5 mins."

"kahan jana hai.?"
(where are we going?)

"Arre Humne decide kiya na painting exhibition Jane ka."
(we have already decided to go to the painting exhibition)

"O yes yes, I remember. Only us?"

"Meera is also coming." she replied with a weak tone.

"It was our date then why her.? I mean what about others?

"Ahana and Niksha busy hai, Meera is the only one who is free."
We are a group of five friends. Meera and Niksha are best friends, me & Miya are besties and Ahana is a middle monkey.

"Acha Okay then I'll be ready in five min."
She can't come in five mins and I can't even get ready in five mins.

"Okay then Bye. Love you."

"Hmm okay Bye."

I canceled the call and moved towards the cupboard for my clothes.
I am damn sure it will take me 15 to 20 mins to decide my clothes and to get ready.

After some time.

I opened my chat and checked the call logs. It shows our call was 45mins ago. I mean wow she said 5 mins and now it's 45mins. Great! Ik it's because of Meera.

I was wearing a white crop top, a black denim jacket on top and black cargo jeans. It was pretty cool. It took me 15mins and 59 sec to finalize the outfit. I mean wow I'm a designer. I designed so many outfits that too my favorite ones and now I can't even choose one for myself to wear.
As I was busy thinking about my future. 'FUTURE'

TING TONG. Bell rings.
There they are. Mf's.
I opened the door to see Meera I thought it was Miya.
Meera opened her hands and pulled me to hug but I yanked her hand. How dare she make me wait yesterday. I hate her. How dare she.

"Arre what happen?" She questioned.
And I ignored it. Obviously.

Then my gaze turns to the one I waited for. My Love. There she is. She looked gorgeous like a fairy. She is wearing a black crop top and skinny jeans, with a denim jacket. And my bracelet I gifter her that one.

Meera waves her hand Infront of me.

"Kya dekh rahi ho?"
(what are you seeing)

"Tumse Matlab?"
(None of your business)

"Hi miya. I missed you."
By saying this I pulled her in a warm hug. I wanted it. I needed this. A hug. Meera was looking at us like a creep.

"Kya hua Anaya? Kuch hua hai kya.?"
(what happen Anaya? Something happened?)

"No no nothing." I cupped her face with my hands and said" You guyz go and stand near the car and I'll come in 2mins."

"Wait why?" meera questioned.

I turned to her gave her a side eye and turned towards miya once again and said "I forgot my car key inside you guyz go and I'll be there." By saying this I rushed to my room.

Actually, I already have my car key inside my bag but I wanted to take the bracelet. Me and miya have the same bracelets and everywhere we go we wear them, but this time I forgot. So to take that I made an excuse.
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Miya

Me and Meera were standing near the car waiting for Anaya to arrive. I checked the time it was 11:45 am.
Huh! The exhibition already started.
I opened my bag and pulled out my phone to stop Meera. I mean we were waiting for Anaya for more than 5 mins and this girl was blabbering all the stuff. I mean if you want to say something you should go slow and explain in a manner. She pull my phone from my hands.

"Meera ab bas."
(meera enough)

"Arre mai ne kya kiya!?"
(Hey what did I do)

As I was about to say something Anaya came. "Hey, meera catch the key." She said and threw the key in the air.
I let out a chuckle at her behavior.

"No I don't wanna drive.!" She argued.

"Theek hai don't drive Phir humlog KFC jarahe hai woh bhi bhul jao."
(okay don't drive. Then we are going to KFC, forgot that too.)

"Tumlog bhot gande ho." She yelled and sat in the driver's seat.
(You guys are very bad.)

"Haan Haan pata hai Hume." Anaya said and I giggled.

Time skips.

It was 15 mins drive. We talked a lot.
We means me and Anaya. I don't know what happened between Anaya and meera but it was fun to watch them argue. I miss Niksha she roasts Meera a lot. A little fun was missing.

"Anaya sorry Yaar. Mai busy hogayi thi!" she pleads.
(I got busy)

"let it be baby usne sorry bola na."
(she already told you sorry.)

"Acha okay It's okay. But next time If you let me wait, I will never talk to you again." She pouted.
Oh god I'm so in love with her pout.

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