Chapter 6- Awkward moments

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Saakshi Verma

This is quite unexpected! I was taken aback when the door opened and found him standing there with just a towel wrapped around his waist. where I had to quickly avert my eyes to maintain some privacy and avoid an awkward situation. I hope to manage to handle the situation smoothly!

It seems like he was completely unfazed by the situation and didn't feel any embarrassment or shame at all, even though he was standing in front of me with just a towel on. It was a moment that caught me off guard, but he seemed to take it all in stride without care.

I asked him, "Do you have shame or not?" because of how he was standing in front of a girl with just a towel on. It seemed like he don't care.

"Excuse me mind your words" he shot me a deathly look right after my question about shame, And there he was, standing in front of me in just a towel, giving me a warning. I hummed in frustration to deal with his unexpected reaction.

"Sorry," I cursed myself for being rude and ended up apologizing, even though deep down I wasn't sorry at all. It was more of a half-hearted apology to keep things polite. Sometimes we have to do that, It's all about trying to keep the peace, even if we don't feel entirely apologetic at the moment.

"I didn't mean" He straight up cut off my words while I was trying to explain that I didn't mean it. It's like he didn't even want to hear my side of things. Communication can get so tricky when someone shuts you down like that, It was irritating to not even get the opportunity to clarify what we meant.

He asked me, "Can you please tell me what brings you here?" and I found myself at a loss for words. It was a tough situation when we were put in a spot like that, especially when we were not quite sure why we were there in the first place. Sometimes, not having a clear answer can feel a bit awkward

I caught sight of him, and I went ahead and knocked on his door, but now I'm feeling completely lost for words. I'm doomed. I took a moment to collect my thoughts, and maybe the right words will come to me.

"What should I say?" as he looked at me with a pretty intense gaze, waiting for my response. I was trying to come up with a proper reason on the spot, this felt like a real challenge. "Take your time, gather your thoughts, and remember, it's okay to take a moment to find the right words to explain your presence. You've got this!" I thought to myself.

"I wonder if he heard me," I thought to myself. The doubt crept in as he fixed me with a serious gaze, making me question whether my words had registered with him. It's quite unsettling when I am faced with such a stern expression.

I'm feeling perplexed as he asks, "You want water?" I felt so confused I didn't mention wanting water, so why is he asking? Could it be that I misheard him? Maybe it's a good idea to clarify by asking him again to confirm my doubts. It's fine to seek clarification, I was thinking about whether I should ask him or not

"I didn't hear you clearly, you're saying something like 'wat'... If I'm not wrong," he clarified, easing my confusion. I felt a wave of relief wash over me as his explanation shed light on the situation.

"Yeah... Do you have a bottle of water?" I smiled sheepishly, my heart pounding with agitation. Luckily, he's the one who caught me and came to my rescue. God, what I'm going through?

"Wait," he said and disappeared inside for a moment. When he returned, he had a bottle of water in hand, which he kindly handed to me. It was a small gesture, but it meant a lot in that moment of need. It's those little acts of kindness that can truly make a difference.

"Thank you," I said, but before I could finish, he slammed the door on my face. It was unexpected and left me standing there in surprise.

"Arrogant," I muttered under my breath, slamming the door behind me as I stormed back into my room. Aadya and Dia, busy unpacking their luggage, looked up in surprise at my abrupt entrance. Their eyes widened, clearly taken aback by the frustration etched on my face.

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