Shivaay, and Rudra were sitting on their terrace drinking a beer. Annika was leisurely munching her potato chips. All of a sudden, Shivaay chuckled, and said,
S : I love you!
Annika smiled.
R : Is that you talking or the beer talking ?
S : That's me talking to the beer!
A : Hahw!
R : I told you, Bhabhi. Divorce him.
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Gratitude, Love Comrade.
