"Shreya, can you come into my cabin?" I called one of the interns over the intercom.
A few seconds later, there was a knock.
"Yeah, come in," I said, adjusting my files.
"Shreya, I need you to assemble a two-person research team for a new case. It's a pro bono case—and I have to win it."
I handed her the file.
"I want hourly updates. I want this wrapped up quickly. Everything you need is in here—go through it and report back."
I paused.
"And your coffee's on me. Have as much as you want—but give me your 100%."
"Aye aye, captain," she saluted and walked out.
I got back to my work, double-checking drafts.
I had court today.
And yes—
I was nervous.
I got up and walked to Krishna's office.
"Hi di, wasssuuupp?" I walked in and sat down.
She was casually munching dry fruits.
"I'm bored. My baby isn't kicking, my husband is busy, I don't want to work, and... yeah, that's it. How's your non-pregnant life?" she said dramatically.
"Wow. You don't want to work? You should get pregnant more often," I teased.
"Yeah? Then you handle everything—from labor to post-pregnancy drama to crying to feeding to pumping. I'm ready to build a cricket team."
I made a face.
"Hard pass. Stick to hum do, humare do. Anyway, I came for Manoj Iyengar's file."
I grabbed the file and turned back.
She was still lounging like she owned the place.
"Why do you come to the office just to sit on this uncomfortable chair and eat dry fruits? Doesn't pregnancy demand comfort?" I asked.
"It does," she said casually. "But I also have ego. I told my husband I won't take leave until the 8th month."
"Gosh, you're weird. And they call me an alien."
"Excuse me? I'm your boss," she raised an eyebrow.
I gave her a look.
"Ugh. Fine. You win," she sighed and opened her laptop.
"Good. Call me if you need anything," I said and walked out.
Back in my cabin—
My phone rang.
Agastya.
"Good afternoon, girlfie," his annoyingly cute voice came through.
"Good afternoon. Someone's in a good mood. Buying me diamonds?" I teased.
"Wait—is this a trap? Are you trying to make me buy you diamonds?" he laughed.
"First—rude. Second—it's a game now. Third—shut up, I have work."
"Then I'll see you at your WORK party tonight," he emphasized dramatically.
"Oh! What are you wearing?" I asked.
"Why? Planning to color-coordinate?"
"Ugh, mistake. I should've called Kiara."
"Wow. You have time for my sister but not me? I'm the boyfriend!" he complained.
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