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Nikhil smirks at me, while I can feel Sameer freezing next to me. I realise my computer's desktop wallpaper, which I had shamelessly not changed.
It said log-in-inaayat, without spaces or hyphens. I have an excuse ready but the way Nikhil didn't even take a second to break the word as Inaayat, made me question his innocence.
But, then I am becoming way too paranoid. Thinking and trying to figure the meaning between the lines when in reality there is no hidden meaning between them. I shrug nonchalantly, focussing back on the book before me. Ignoring the frozen Sameer and the smirking Nikhil.
"It spells, Login Aayat. I needed a longer username, and therefore added two in-s instead of one." I answer confidently, flipping to the next chapter of the book, I am reading.
Nikhil nods understanding the simple fact while Sameer finally breathes. "What all do you want to include in your CV? Requirements." I say switching back to the main reason we all are here.
I would have to leave for my flat soon or else I'll be stuck here for the entire weekend which I can't afford seeing the fact, I had planned the trip to the club on Sunday.
Which makes me realise, "You were on a call, right? You told the person-you were with me..who was it?"
"Shaan," Nikhil answers as he continues reading the mail searching the list of required documents. The fact that Ishaan knows I am with Nikhil, worsens the matter.
"Shaan." I hear Sameer rolling the name on his tongue as if checking how it sounds.
"Hmm?" I look at him amused at the concentrated look which paints his face green.
