middnightttt11
Description:
Every Friday night, Rhea walks into the same bar, picks a man, and disappears by morning. It's a cycle she never questions-until Aarav.
Aarav, the uninterested bartender, watches her from behind the counter, disgusted by the predictability of her routine. He doesn't judge out loud, but his cold stare says enough. Unlike the rest of the men in the bar, he doesn't want her. And that pisses her off more than it should.
She tries flirting. He barely reacts. She tries teasing. He remains unfazed. Every girl in the bar wants him, but he doesn't care about any of them.
Until one night, she sits at the bar instead of her usual booth. Instead of picking a man, she picks a conversation-with him.
And suddenly, Friday night starts to feel different.
She pokes at his indifference. He challenges her choices. The tension between them builds, sharp and unspoken. But the question remains-if Aarav isn't interested in any of them... then who is he waiting for?