All four of them were sitting in Upen's bedroom, with immaculate hot cocoa in their hands the sweet maid had brought up. "Ok, I guess... I'll start. Karishma messaged me on face*book today..." Deep commenced to say. "What????" interrupted Karishma. Why would I message you? And when? And I don't even have face*book!" "But..." We have messages to prove it." Argues Asha, unlocking her phone. "And why would I have a journal. I hate writing! And they are for girls." Exclaimed Upen. "Now, that's just stereo type..." states Karishma. "Here, look!" Upen and Karishma both squint at the screen, dumb founded. "I don't even have face*book!" "And I would never think that about you! And I already have a girlfriend, so I would never think about Priyanka that way, or any girl!" Asha ogled at Deep when he said that last sentence, but she stared expressionless at the wall, as if she were a statue in the museum. After a few prolonged minutes, all Deep said was, "Then who messaged me?" "We have to find out!" announce Karishma and Asha at the exact same time. Upen looked prudent, and suggested, "Maybe Priyanka?" "No!" Deep yelled at him. "Wait, that is something to think about. Let's go." renders Asha whilst snatching her phone from Upen. She has a plan, but really hopes it is not Priya. Hoping doesn't suffice though...
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6 sisters❌, 6 enemies
Short StoryThis is a tale of six indian sisters, who move to New York. They are ready to face New York together, but what if they become enemies???
