Foresight

Chapter XV

The mobile rings loud on the nightstand, vibrating and inching its way to the edge and getting ready to have a freefall down to the floor. Just before the fall, Jenny wakes up and clutches her phone and looks at the screen. 'Wow 9.30. Woke up quite late' she thinks as she then goes to attend the impending call from her friend.

"Hey Jenny where were you the whole night. Where are you right now?" and a few more queries are blared from the other side.

"I spent the night with a guy. I will tell you all about it when I get there. Just text me the name of the hotel" Jenny replies as she cuts the call before her friend is able to say anything more. She tosses the phone beside Tarun and head's for the washroom. Five minutes later she emerges, little bit fresh and opens up the latest text she received from her friend. 'Well I guess I can ask somebody the way to this place.' she contemplates. She turns around while adjusting her hair to look at Tarun, who is still is in his blissful dreams, as she notices a faint smile in his face. 'He looks cute when he sleeps, better not wake him up' she decides better not wake him up, just slip away silently. She jolts down her name and her phone no. and puts it on the night stand and gets up to leave, not before planting a small peck on his cheeks. She then leaves, closing the door as softly as possible behind her.

"Ahhh", Tarun wakes up, nursing his hangover, only to discover that jenny has disappeared without a goodbye. 'Nice, got one good girl, and she also has escaped' goes through his mind as he sits up to take a glance at his phone for updates. "Well its 10'o clock, time to leave for home with my degenerates", murmurs Tarun as he gets up to head to the washroom, for the unnerving pressure below his belt must be taken care of before any dire consequences. As he is reliving himself of the excess fluid with a whistle in his mouth, his eyes fall on his reflection in the washroom mirror and behold, there is a faint lipstick mark on his cheek."Nice farewell present, Jenny" exclaims Tarun as he zips up and goes for his phone for a quick pic of the lipstick mark. After a couple try's, he gets a good, clear pic of the mark. Tarun decides not to wash it and wear it home as a trophy. As he gets out of the washroom, he heads for the nightstand for the room key, he finds a small folded piece of paper, fluttering below the weight of the room key. He picks it and opens it and lo, there is Jenny's contact no. His excitement knows no bounds, like a school boy on his last day of school before his summer vacation, he jumps around the room, clutching the note as if his life depended on that note. After a couple minutes as his excitement dies down a little, he takes out his phone, punches the no. and pushes save before he gets preoccupied with anything else, as if that would be possible. Not having enough trust at the moment of excitement, he clicks a pic of the note, for what if he had punched one digit wrong and he had no other way to contact her again.

Once done with the saving of Jenny's contact, with a backup pic, Tarun proceeds out of the room and into his friends room. As opens the door, he is greeted by two bodies lying on the bed in their innerwears. "Oh shit dude, I didn't want to see this first thing in the morning" cringes Tarun as he proceed to close the door behind him and proceed to tap them awake with broom stick lying nearby around. "Get up a******s, we need to grab some breakfast and hit the road. I want to be at home for tonight. And check this out, I got a girl's no." Says Tarun, waving the note in the air. Rajesh wakes up with a groan, rubbing his buttocks. " Ahh my a** hurts like hell", Rajesh lets out, extending his hand for the cigarette box from Tarun, who is lighting his first of the many cigarette's of his day. Tarun hands the box to Rajesh and proceed to give Neeraj one more nudge. "Nice tattoo on the cheek dude" Rajesh points out with sarcasm as he tosses the lighter aside and proceeds to the washroom. "Thanks man" Neeraj gives a fleeting reply.

"You got her no. or was it just a one night stand?"

"As a matter of fact, she did giver phone no. and it was not a one night stand. I respected her feelings and we just kissed"

"She passed out before you could move ahead?"

"I am capable of being a gentleman and chivalry"

Rajesh leans out, with a 'I know you' look on his face, hoping to catch Tarun's lies. Unfortunately for him, Tarun doesn't flinch even a little bit.

"Shit dude, you serious?"

"Yeah dude. I think she is the one" Tarun stands his decision, before going for a quick but a hard whip on Neeraj's back with the broomstick

"Ahh, f**k dude" Neeraj wakes up with a alarm, his hand rubbing his back, letting out more obscenities. "Get up moron, We need to leave", Tarun states, throwing down the broom and dusting his cigarette on the ashtray. "Looks like u guys had too much last night" Tarun points out the obvious, as packs his backpack and sprays some deo on him, to compensate for the neglect of bathing. "Get a move on lazy a**" Rajesh commands, as he makes his way out from the washroom to grab on his pants. Neeraj walks to the washrooms, flipping off Rajesh.

"We will grab some breakfast on the way dude" Tarun tells, as he checks around the room, for any leftover stuff. "Sounds good man" Rajesh replies as he puts on his pants, with a grimace in his face as for the pain in his buttocks is at his threshold of pain.

Twenty minutes later, the boys lock the room after a final check and hand over the keys to the boy at the reception. They load up their car and vroomed back to their respective homes ...to their respective lives.