Remember the description of the book guys and do not question ToT. The number of dumb drafts I have written and it is getting increasingly crazier with each draft. Presenting to you: Rahul is in love and his friends are entirely unhelpful.
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Rahul, trying to come to terms with his feelings, turns to the people who know him the best: Guys?
Sourav: Yeah?
Rahul: I need to talk to you something.
Anil, looking up at his serious and nervous tone: What is it?
Rahul, takes a deep breath, the reaction to what he was about to say was sure to be something: I think I'm in love
Sourav without blinking: With which book? Is it that new one by Christopher Paolini?
Rahul, thrown off his groove: It's- What? No! What the hell are you talking about?
Sachin: Oh you meant like a person? Is it an author?
Rahul: NO! It's not an author either! It's-
Sourav groaning: Oh Lord, please don't tell it's Steve Waugh again. I do not deserve to have an aussie as my in-law-
Rahul, very close to tearing his hair out: I AM NOT IN LOVE WITH STEVE WAUGH!
Sourav side eyeing the hell out of him: Could've fooled me with the heart eyes you get around him.
Rahul:
Rahul: If I get married, you are not invited.
Sourav:
Sourav: Is it because I hate your aussi-
Rahul: I AM NOT MARRYING STEVE WAUGH-
Sourav: Sheesh, Okay. We believe you. No need to scream.
Laxman: Anyway, Rahul, you were saying?
Rahul: Right, so there is this girl-
Sachin: Wait, this is about girls?
Rahul: ...Who else will it be about?
Anil: YOU are talking about girls?
Rahul: ... yes?
Anil:
Anil: Couldn't you have come to me like six months ago? I already built a room for your old age in my house! Could've saved me some damn money!
Rahul, rubbing his forehead: ...You made an old age room for me in your house?
Anil, shrugging: We all have a Rahul room in our house. I think Sourav has a wing actually.
Sourav: Two wings. One for him, one for his endless books.
Rahul: ...
Rahul: That's so offensive of all of you on so many levels. But okay. Moving on. *Takes a deep breath* There is this girl. And I think I am in love with her. *Fidgets nervously* What-what should I do?
Anil, sarcastically: Oh gee. Lemme think. I am in love with this girl, whatever in the world am I going to do about it?
Sachin, in a high pitched voice supposedly mimicking Rahul: Oh my god, I am in love. The horror. What should I do?
Rahul:
Rahul: Okay, you two are uninvited too. Laxi-
Sachin, sitting up suddenly: Wait are you actually in love? Like in love in love with an actual real person?
Rahul: Ye-
Sachin jumping up: HOLY SHIT. Ohhh I need to call your mother, she is going to cry.
Rahul: ... You have talked to my mother about this?
Laxman nodding, helping Sachin look for the phone: Oh yeah. We were all worried.
Rahul: ... You aren't married either, why the hell were you talking to my mother?
Laxman, shrugging: Yeah but I atleast hope to get married. You jump like a frightened squirrel if a girl so much as touches you.
Rahul:
Rahul: I never thought I would be saying this Laxi, but you are also uninvited from my wedding-
Sachin, snorting: If it happens.
Rahul, offended: What do you mean if it happens? Ofcourse it will happen.
Sourav: Have you told the girl yet?
Rahul: Well, no bu-
Anil, snorting and lying back down: At this rate, the only in-law we are getting is that fucking aussie.
Rahul:
Rahul: All of you are horrible people and you will never be invited to my wedding-
Sachin: If it happen-
Rahul: IT WILL HAPPEN-
Sourav: To Steve Waugh-
Rahul: You are dead to me.
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FanfictionWhat the title says. Don't question, my mental health is the opposite of what normal is supposed to be.