MAHABHARATA WHATSAPP CHAT ✅

Draupadi anger

**Group Chat**

*Everyone is Offline*

**Draupadi 💪🌼:** *[Online]* Come to the room **Yudhishthira**, **Bhima**, **Arjuna**, **Nakula**, **Sahadeva**, or else sleep on the couch. Don't even think about coming to the room; I'm closing the door. Bye. See you in the morning. And don’t you dare tap on the room door! 😠

*Draupadi continues typing furiously, her frustration clear as she bombards the chat with angry messages, but she remains online, clearly waiting.*

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**Pandavas' Private Chat**

**Yudhishthira 🏆:** Uh-oh... She's really upset. We need to fix this, quickly.

**Bhima 💥:** Dangerous. But we can’t leave her like this. We have to go.

**Arjuna 🎯:** She’s still online, so maybe there’s a chance to calm her down... somehow.

**Nakula 🐎:** We’ll have to face it. Better to get to her before she really closes that door.

**Sahadeva 🗡️:** Let’s go, but be prepared for anything. We know how fiery she can get.

*All five Pandavas send a quick prayer and dash towards Draupadi's room, ready to handle the storm.*

As Draupadi stood at the door, fuming but still online, she heard a gentle knock. Despite her earlier warning, her heart softened slightly, and she hesitated for a moment before opening the door.

The moment she did, the Pandavas rushed in. Without giving her a chance to say a word, they enveloped her in a warm, tight hug, their collective strength overwhelming her as they guided her toward the bed. Draupadi stumbled backward, and before she knew it, she was gently laid down on the soft cushions, surrounded by her five husbands.

Yudhishthira held her hand, Bhima wrapped an arm around her waist, Arjuna rested beside her, and Nakula and Sahadeva took their places on either side, their expressions a mix of concern and affection. Their love surrounded her, melting her anger as they held her close, making sure she knew she was the center of their world.

"Don't be angry with us, Draupadi," Yudhishthira whispered, his voice filled with guilt.

"We couldn't bear to leave you like that," added Arjuna, brushing a lock of her hair behind her ear.

Draupadi, though still trying to hold on to her frustration, found it slipping away as she looked at each of them. With a resigned sigh, she let herself relax into their embrace.

Draupadi, still lying on the bed surrounded by the Pandavas, looked at each of them with a soft, sincere expression. "Don't come late anymore," she said gently, her frustration now mingling with affection.

She leaned in and placed a tender kiss on each of their cheeks, one by one. The Pandavas, touched by her gesture, hugged her tightly, their warmth and love evident. They settled around her, their closeness a comfort after the earlier tension.

As they snuggled together, Draupadi's anger melted away completely. The five Pandavas wrapped their arms around her, each finding a spot beside her. With contented sighs, they drifted off to sleep, their bond reaffirmed by the quiet, peaceful night.