Maybe in next life

chapter 28

Mihir

When we reached the hotel, everyone was assigned their rooms. Each room had four people. Ruhi, Sherlin, Mayra, and Kiara were in one room, while I was stuck with Vihaan, Rohan, and Ishaan. Typical.

As we entered our room, I tossed my bag onto the bed nearest the window and walked over to take in the view. Snow-capped mountains stretched endlessly, a serene white blanket covering everything in sight. It was beautiful, peaceful—something I could’ve enjoyed in silence if it weren’t for the circus that followed me.

“I’m sleeping next to Mihir!” Vihaan declared dramatically, throwing himself on the bed next to mine.

“No way,” Rohan argued. “I’m sleeping next to Mihir. You’re too loud even when you breathe.”

I rolled my eyes and turned to glare at them. “Both of you, shut up. I don’t need a roommate.”

Before I could say more, Ishaan walked in, clearly uninterested in the chaos. Without saying a word, he dropped his bag on the bed near the door, looked at me, and smirked before lying down on my bed.

“Get up,” I said, my voice low.

Ishaan folded his arms behind his head, clearly unfazed. “Relax, its my bed.”

I took a step closer, narrowing my eyes. “Off my bed. Now.”

He shrugged casually. “Why so territorial? It’s just a bed. You can sleep wherever.”

Vihaan chimed in, laughing. “Ishaan, you’re bold for someone who’s been warned twice.”

“I’m not scared of him,” Ishaan replied, smirking at me. “What’s he gonna do? Kick me out of the room?”

I grabbed a pillow and threw it directly at his face. “Exactly that.”

Ishaan groaned, sitting up. “Fine, fine. Hitler as always.”

As Ishaan moved to a different bed, Rohan jumped onto mine. “If Ishaan can’t, then I’m sleeping here!”

Vihaan tackled him immediately. “Over my hot dead body!”

I shook my head, muttering, “Idiots.”

Ishaan groaned, "But I’m sleeping near the window. I need my beauty sleep without any distractions."

"Distractions?" Vihaan repeated, laughing. "Bro, we’re not your fangirls."

Before long, the argument turned into a full-on pillow fight. Rohan grabbed one of the decorative throw pillows and launched it at Ishaan, who ducked and retaliated by hurling a pillow at Vihaan. I couldn’t help but smirk as the room devolved into chaos.

"Vihaan! Watch it!" Rohan yelled as a pillow hit him square in the face.

"Sorry, not sorry!" Vihaan shot back, laughing hysterically.

Feathers exploded in the air as pillows flew across the room. Ishaan, Rohan, and Vihaan ganged up on each other, while I stood by the window, trying to ignore their nonsense.

Until Ishaan made the mistake of hitting me with a pillow.

“Wrong move,” I said coldly, grabbing the nearest pillow.

Before Ishaan could react, I swung it at him with full force, knocking him off balance. The others burst into laughter, and soon, I was dragged into the madness.

For the first time, Ishaan and I actually worked together to take down Vihaan and Rohan. By the end of it, all four of us were lying on the beds, exhausted and covered in feathers.