TURN OF FATE, cl16

13.

CHAPTER THIRTEEN.
CHENNAI.

After playing around like children for 20 minutes, the duo came back to Dariyah's house and opened the door. The 4 people snoring, confirmed they were still very much deep in sleep.

"Get ready to pay up 50 bucks." Dariyah reminded Charles of the bet, to which he just gave her a sarcastic nod and smile.

"All right. Let's freshen up. You go ahead and freshen up first, I'll make us some breakfast." Dariyah said as she went towards her kitchen to make a light breakfast for them.

She decided to make an Indian breakfast which was dosa and coconut chutney. It wouldn't be spicy, so she thought it wouldn't affect Charles much.

An hour. Charles has been in the shower for an hour! Dariyah huffed out in frustration, she was happy that she hadn't made dosas yet if she had it would've turned cold till the showerman comes out.

Accepting the fact he wouldn't be coming out soon, Dariyah decided to take a shower in the another bathroom. Dariyah took a hot shower, she stayed in there for 15 minutes before stepping out in her robe.

She wore the outfit she had laid out on her parents' bed. Dariyah wore a black floral dress with a crop khaki shirt over.

She walked out of the room to watch Charles interact with a stray that had come up to her balcony. "You're finally out." Dariyah stated, raising her eyebrow at him.

Charles just kept on petting the stray cat who purred in content. "Yeah, just got a little lost in thoughts." Charles sheepishly stated, he was still wearing the clothes from yesterday's party.

"Come into the room with me please." Dariyah instructed not thinking twice.

Charles widened her eyes at the command, even the cat opened his eyes to look at Dariyah, a little surprised. "Oh, please. Give me a break. I just said that so I could give you some of my dad's clothes. You can't wear that again." Dariyah turned her head towards the cat, "And you, Mister. Found another prey to trap by showing your cuteness just so you could get nice food despite being treated like the king as our blocks cat. Have some shame, Mister."

Mister just turned his head away from Dariyah, jumping away from her balcony. He gave her hiss before walking away. Dariyah hissed back.

Charles just held in his laughter at the scene happening infront of him. "Did I just witness you having beef with a cat?"

"Yes. Mister's a mastermind. He's a big narcissist and he uses it to his advantage by trapping strangers into giving him more attention and love than he's already getting. He eats a month's worth of food in a day given by my blocks people."

"Each block has their own cat?" Charles asked her.

"Yes. We have a lot of stray cats coming in our apartments so the community just decided to take each cat as the cat of each block and look after them. That's what we've been doing for the past seven years."

Charles had an impressed look on his face and nodded his head. "Now, you coming or not? I'd like you to be changed out of those before you start stinking again."

"Yes, ma'am." Dariyah would be lying if she said that her heart didn't race a little at that statement.

Dariyah made him stand infront of a mirror before opening her father's cupboard and searched an outfit for him. Her father liked to buy clothes that would make him look younger even though he was like almost 50 now.