Anaya

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"You dropped your pill"

I turn around, see a girl with eyebrows more thick in comparison to me. I tilt my head a little, look into her eyes, and try to scare her. She takes a step forward without breaking the eye-contact. Her eyes speak to me, tell me that she is not afraid.

"Pick it up for me then"

My eyes linger over her ass as she bends down. Her hand reaching the ground, as she tries to read name of tablet in process.

"It's poison" her voice tone high "What the fuck are you going to do with it?"

I snatch it from her hand, tell her that it's none of her business, shut slam the room door at her face. I walk into my hotel room, put the tablets on table, and light myself a cigarette as I stare down at busy roads from my room window. I think and smoke. And then walk back to table, extinguish my cigarette in ashtray, sit down with tablets in my hand and stare at them.

"Let's do this" I whisper to myself and realize a painful groan out of my mouth.

And, just at the moment, somebody knocks at the door. I open the door. It's the same girl. She walks into my room without asking for permission to do so. We have a starring contest for some moments, before I ask her "Will you please let me die in peace?"

She doesn't answer. I think of how to scare her away. I close the room door, lock it, and stare back at her with red blood eyes of mine. She steps forward, again, telling me she is not afraid. We try to fill our empty slots as we make a tiresome love to eachother. "How romantic if we die, right now, while doing this?" I ask her, ignoring the fact that both of us are equally bad in bed.

Afterwards, I let my head rest on her naked leg. "What is your name?" I ask her as she runs her finger through rough beard of mine. "Anaya" she replies

"That's a nice name" I tell her and walk to washroom, lighting myself a cigarette.

"Do you want me to order something for you?" she asks me as I pee my kidneys out "They get you, whatever you ask for"

"God!" I groan. And, hear her put the reciever back at its place. She walks into washroom, hugs me from behind and says "We share same interests, Sohaib. I have watched that interview of Tom Waits too"

"How the fuck do you know my name?" I question, leaving urine in my bladder. "It's written on your luggage" she tells me, upon hearing that, I release urine out again.

"Are you detective?" I throw another question as I wash my hands.

"No. Not actually. I am actually a hacker. So, I am a little observant. Always looking for tiniest details" she admits and continues "don't ask me to hack a facebook account for you"

I don’t say anything in answer. She picks up the pack of pills from table "I am not taking them with me, in case you need them" places them back on table "And, in case, you need me, don't be hesitant to knock at the next door" she buckles up her pants and leaves.