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Bro, oru varam bro. 

( Bro, a week bro)

Ama

( Yeah)

Sodhapidhadhinga bro

( Don't mess it but bro)

Avi paused mid-stride and turned to face Shakthi, his eyes narrowing with suspicion. Slowly, he removed his coolers, revealing a sharp, scrutinizing gaze.

Yedha da?

( Mess what?)

403 scratched his head and with a sheepish smile he answered,

Illa bro pora velai'ya sonnen

( I meant the job you're going for)

Adha pathi naane kavala padhalae, nee yen kavala padhrae?

( Even I'm not nervous about that, why are you?)

Adhane, nee yen ivlo tension'ah irukae?

( Yeah, why are you so tensed?)

Mithra's voice cut through from behind, making Avi and Shakthi turn in surprise. She stood there with her arms crossed, mirroring Avi's suspicious gaze as she locked eyes with Shakthi. 403, caught in the middle of the sibling standoff, nervously shifted his gaze between them, feeling like a very out-of-place spectator in their identical, piercing stares.

Yenna rendum ore species polaye? Ore madhiri moraikidhu

( Are they both the same species? They're glaring the same way)

He chuckled sheepishly and as he was about to answer, 

Good morning sir

As Ananya's voice called out, Avi and the others turned to see her walking over, with Anjali trailing right behind her. Mithra's eyes narrowed slightly at the sight of Anjali, remembering the promise made the previous day. The irritation simmered beneath her composed exterior, but she managed to mask it with a sharp inhale and a polite smile as she greeted Ananya, keeping her true feelings tucked away for now.

Aprom Mithra idhu en friend-

( And Mithra this is my frien-)

Anjali, theriyum. Ivunga Shakthi'kum romba close friend'ache

( Anjali, I know. She's very close with Shakthi as well)

No one, and I mean no one, missed the sudden drop of sweetness in Mithra's tone—it was like someone had poured salt into the conversation. Everyone turned to look at her with raised eyebrows and puzzled expressions. Feeling the weight of their stares, Mithra shifted uncomfortably and cleared her throat, trying to play it off. In a rather awkward move, she took off her handbag and shoved it toward Avi, 

Na washroom poitu vandharen

( I need to go to the washroom)

Avi nodded, not fully grasping his sister's odd behavior, but decided not to dwell on it. However, as soon as Mithra headed to the washroom, he caught a glimpse of Ananya smirking slyly in her direction, clearly amused by something. That smirk didn't sit well with him at all—what was it about his sister that Ananya seemed to understand but he didn't? And to top it off, she had the nerve to smirk about it.

Sirichadhu mudhinchuna check-in panna polam

( If you're done smiling, we can go to check-in)