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Aakarsh pov
A constant knock on the door made me conscious of my surroundings and I was forced to open my heavy eyelashes.
Looking around myself, I realised I again slept on the couch present in the hall and in my office attire.
Damn, I was too drunk yesterday.
Again a knock made me groan frustratingly and i stood up to invite the uninvited guest,
The damn fucker standing at the door with a stupid grin.
"Come at noon, I need to freshen up." i barked to him closing the door on his face,
"Ayy open it, i got news for you." he said from the other side of the door and i retired back to my room.
"Unless you got the news of my daisy, nothing is important to me." I replied and ascended the staircase.
Taking my leisure time I freshened up into gym clothes and went back to open the door.
Damn rudra was sitting in the waiting area.
"Happy ? after making me wait for an hour ?" he said and I twisted my face at his expression.
Taking my mobile, specs and a water bottle.
I walked to the common gym present on our floor.
A long pause followed while we both did our refresh exercise.
"Aakarsh, what have you made of yourself." he broke the silence and i looked at him with an arch brow.
"What have I done ? Everything is fine."
I said to him with a pause, as the ten seconds of film of 3 months flashed in front of my eyesights, After a hard work of two months finally the company has gained its pace. Mom is doing good, shreya has recently got a big banner movie and vishal, don't talk about him. He has been a mad bull since that day, I have been barely connected with him.
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𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐁𝐞𝐭𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐇𝐚𝐭𝐞
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