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Truthful Tenth

Calling Noah Boucher.

"Hey." Noah greeted weakly.

"Hey, Noah. Sorry I'm calling you like one day later, but I was busy with my assignments and all, and schools are so hectic and stupid you-"

"It's fine.  You shouldn't jeopardise your studies for me." 

"Noah." I whispered.

He moaned. 

"Are you okay?" I asked.

"Just savouring the pleasure of hearing my name from you." He smiled. 

I bit my lips and blushed. "You," I narrowed my eyes, "are a great flirt." 

"I know." He winked.

His eyes brightened. "Is that a window behind you?"

I looked behind. "Why? Yeah. You want to take a look outside? See India?"

He nodded. 

I showed him the sky view, and the Yamuna river, and the migratory birds that flew by.

"The river is beautiful." He muttered sleepily.

"Yeah, it would be, if it had t become a drain." I noticed Noah's eyelids drooping down. "I think I should let you sleep."

"Your bio said that you like to sing." He said.

"You actually remember that?" I tucked my hair behind my ears. "Yeah, because, well I sing good."

"Sing me to sleep, then."

I laughed. "Fine. Which song?"

"Any one."

"Let me sing you some Bollywood song. A soft one." I decided. 

He closed his eyes and drifted to sleep, while I sang Raabta.