Serene Affairs

3 | business with nemesis

V H R E A

I am used to the snarling comments about my surname; did your ass trick the boys or ass-trip, what a lovely name. Being in school at first it felt gullible but I simply ignored it as I was considered the wallflower of my family at that time but when it started to emotionally drain my mental health, like a automatic defensive mode on - I became this unusual hideous badass idol.

Maybe that is one of the prime reasons I have very less friends in University, besides Lyle, Husna and not to forget Acute the mad West. I literally don't have any friends.

My watch beeped acquiring stares from all the tightly dressed people around me who were trying to attend their Yoga class peacefully, including me. Name the devil and here he was calling!

Yeah. I am in the middle of a Yoga session, all thanks to Omma. When I very politely and with all due respect refused to join these classes reasoning that the regime routine was too tough for me, Omma very sweetly threatened me into joining Yoga classes for pregnant women if I wouldn't budge into the normal classes, in addition with her infamous never ending speech-

"Today the youth don't think about their mental health at all, and all you guys do is emotional drama with teenage love, breakups and hookups and still don't realize the importance of mental health. Your Grandma would make me do meditation for hours to make my head cool..."

That is why you act like a ticking bomb every next minute!

I had to bite my tongue into not reading my not so awful inner thoughts out because that would lead to ten more lectures for the day, in free of cost.

"Hey West, what is the matter?"My voice turned from a little shout to a loud whisper as I was so relieved to finally talk with somebody out of this torturous cell of silent Yoga, except the continuous breathing sounds and groans, here and there. 

"Mendel wants to meet the CEO, now!"

"Ughhh! That guy has some major time toxicities issue." I whispered watching the people now do some head down triangle posture.

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"Out of all the fucking places you find this-this basketball court for a professional ass meeting." I know people will assume me to be nuts of being so unprofessional but this is what I am and when it comes to Kriag I just lose my head.

"Nice to meet you too, Ashtrick." I could read the sarcasm about my surname through the lines, which definitely made me roll my eyes.

He is your client. Don't fuck up!

That was the mantra I was repeating in my head.

"I never thought we would ever collaborate, Ashtrick." Kriag said dribbling the ball in the middle of the court, making me want to go back in time and disagree with West in allowing Kriag to decide the venue.

"Wow- Surprise, surprise! The feeling is mutual Mendel. What do you want to talk about?"

In the middle of an empty basketball court?

"Do you play basketball?"

"Mendel I have an eye checkup in due, can you sum up this shit?" Anybody could catch through my plain white lie about the eye check up, but not Kriag because we were some sort of sworn enemies so we didn't know much about each other's schedule.

"Explain something about Fifeteen with an added E." Not now!

He is your client.

"Fifeteen with an added E is a social platform for easy PR. We have developed this on our own merit basis which we are proud of. Basically we are a promotional set up, now that you are signing up with us all the Method academy training highlights will be personally photographed and recorded by our men, we will uplink your ideologies into the social media, in short we are the medium linking your world of sports to the public out there. Signing with us means all your press statements and social updates will be in our authorization. You will have more details in the clause papers."