The Polaroid Nightmare

Chapter 1

"Have you heard about the murder that happened in our area? It was pretty weird." Said Sreenivas.
"How was it weird?" Asked Harsh.
"They found Polaroid pictures of the girl near her dead body with a printed letter explaining how she got killed." Said Sreenivas.
"That's a good thing." Said Harsh.
"How is that a good thing?" Asked Sreenivas.
"If the killer himself explained how the girl was killed, then there's no need for autopsy." Said Harsh.
"I can't understand if you are extremely smart or extremely dumb." Said Sreenivas.
"Am I that mysterious?" Asked Harsh.
"Not mysterious, you're confusing." Said Sreenivas.
"You know what, insult me as much as you want. I don't care, Sreenu." Said Harsh.
"Don't call me Sreenu, it sounds childish." Said Sreenivas.
"No, it doesn't. I'm just giving you a short nickname for that long name of yours." Said Harsh.
"There's no need for that. Not even Nisha calls me that." Said Sreenivas.
"Nisha, so your girlfriend is more important than me now. All these years that we spent together, down the drain." Harsh said in an overdramatic manner.
"Oh God, not with the emotional blackmail again." Said Sreenivas.
"Hey guys, did you hear about the murder in our area?" Asked Nisha.
"Why is everyone talking about that?" Asked Harsh.
"That poor girl didn't deserve it." Said Nisha.
"She did. The killer did the right thing." Said Harsh.
"What? Why?" Asked Nisha.
"That girl wasn't a good person. If the killer killed her. He did the right thing." Said Harsh.
"How do you know that the killer is a guy? A girl is as capable as a guy is." Said Nisha.
"If a girl committed this murder, how do I know it's not you?" Asked Harsh.
"That's not a valid reason." Said Nisha.
"Yes, it is. Why did you get triggered when I assumed the killer is guy?" Asked Harsh.
"Oh God, they are at it again." Sreenivas whispered to himself.
"Sreenivas, decide who is right." Said Nisha.
"Wha...what? I wasn't in this argument to begin with." Said Sreenivas.
"If I assumed something wrong about someone then that person should be triggered and not a third person." Said Harsh.
"No, no, he got a point." Said Sreenivas.
"So you're on his side now. That's what I get after loving you so much." Said Nisha.
"Listen, doesn't matter how strong your point is in an argument, you can't win against this guy. He will always find a way to outsmart you." Said Sreenivas.
"You heard him, no more arguments now. I need to open my shop now anyway." Said Harsh.
"Why did you choose to be a florist? You were so good at studying that you could've gotten any job you wanted." Asked Nisha.
"Nature is my one true love and you can't change that." Said Harsh.
"This guy is a weirdo." Said Nisha.
"I'm not weird. I'm just unique." Said Harsh.
"No one likes you." Said Nisha.
"Their loss." Harsh said with a smirk.
"The audacity of this guy." Said Nisha.
"Will these two ever stop?" Sreenivas whispered to himself.
"Now can you please leave? I need to open my shop." Said Harsh.
"Yeah, I'll see you in the evening. Bye." Said Sreenivas.
"Sayonara." Said Harsh.