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Alright, see you tomorrow...."
After chatting with him for a while then she set her alarm for 8:00 Am. What was she feeling? Nervousness? Anxiety? Fidgety? Or excitement?
She was nervous for her interview as well as meeting her friend for the very first time too. In her life she had never met any guy personally, probably that was the reason she was feeling feverish. Thoughts raced through her mind: What would she say when she'll meet him? how would she initiate conversation with him? Would she even be able to look at him?
All these thoughts were roaming around her mind and these questions swirled in her head, making her feel feverish. She was hella anxious about her interview, it's absolutely gonna be her first interview of her life.
She doesn't know how it would go, she was restless thinking about her nervousness, she was afraid that her nervousness might spoil her interview. After a restless night, somehow, she drifted into deep slumber, while battling with her thoughts which were not letting her sleep.
Ahmed's pov :
She asked me to get a printout of her CV, because she's going for an interview tomorrow. So I went out to see if any cyber cafe Shop is open or not, luckily found one. So, I quickly got a printout and sent it to her to ask if it's correct or should I get another one.
"I was musing how I'm gonna give it to her? Will I have to go to her place? that too at this time? But she said it's a very prerequisite for her." I trialled off, slightly confused what to do. Having no option I asked her myself,
"Okay, tell me, how will you take this printout? Should I come right now to give it to you?"
She hurriedly replied, probably panicking, "Noooo.... You can't come to my place at this time."
So at the end we decided we'll meet at xxxx near her street, that street is very familiar to me, so I intended to go straight back to the centre by the same route after giving her CV.
To be honest, it would be a lie if I said I wasn't feverish, I'm feeling so fidgety at the moment, thinking about meeting her to give her resume. Well, no doubt I'm eager to meet her as well. Then I set my alarm a little earlier than the time I wake up daily.
~ NEXT MORNING ~
Author's pov :
The sound of a ghoulish alarm unsettled Zunaira's beauty sleep. She groaned "arghhh" while turning off the alarm. Luckily, she didn't miss her Fajr prayer today. She got up from her bed yawning and went to the washroom and did her morning routine. she had a shower, and wrapping the bathrobe around her body, she stepped out of the washroom. She headed towards her wardrobe and took out something formal yet casual for an interview.
She donned a stylish yet simple purple top with full puffed sleeves that ended just above her knees, paired with black baggy pants, giving it a trendy look. She tied her hair in a neat ponytail, completing the look with effortless elegance. She applied sunscreen and tint on her lips.
