"You guys need a reason to fight everyday. Don't you guys?" Stacy, a middle aged woman, the head waitress of the Magic Waters Cafe offered the guys their usual drinks which they declined to which girls took them and passed a taunt - "We will take that Stace, we are not so obnoxious to get you waste your time."
"Why do you even care, how we act. Poke into your own business." The guys snickered over Armaan's sentence.
"Well, unlike you heartless creatures - we actually care about things you are being ignorant to. We have a soul of human- so much of humanity you know?" Anika pointed at them to which boys gave a whatever look.
And they ate their cookies while working.
"Ani, guess what?" Ridhima turned enthusiastically to Anika.
"What? You are getting married! I am going to get to dance. Yay!" Avika spoke sarcastically to which Suman snickered.
"Shut up! I am going to get to work with this year's best photographer for our next platinum edition for two months." As soon as the words left her throat, Shivaay and Shravan stopped drinking while Armaan's coffee was spit out of his mouth and he coughed.
Off course, she don't know yet it is him, she is going to work with. Armaan thought in his mind. Nor did he nor why would he had been looking forward to work with Wanderlust magazine.
The top selling magazine from Smith and Graham's Publications and out of the people Ridhima had to be the editor?
"Who is he? I mean his picture? Do you have any?" Suman threw up a lot of questions.
"I just got that emailed, wait." And Ridhima quickly downloaded the file and tapped her fingers on the table, waiting desperately to know who the person is.
"Do you even know who the photographer is? You should ask Armaan, he is one." Shravan chirped in, only to get a kick on leg by Armaan.
"Ah! Armaan? Dude he is just a photographer. And why should I ask him? I'll see it myself." Anika shrugged.
"No problem. I was just trying to save you from shock."Shravan replied.
"What do you mean by that. Who do you think you guys are?" Suman asked with a scowl.
"Don't know about ourselves but we are best friends with this year's best photographer, who is right now sitting with us. Apparently, you called him Just a photographer." Shivaay butted in.
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