Me & Mr. Khan

Me & Mr. Khan

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"Uugh why the hell i stuck here with you" Arham kicked the stone with his feet yelling at me. "I guess i've to look for a shelter." I frantically speak clearly ignoring him. I heard him sighed under his breath, hopefully no hatred words from the Master of hate himself. Honestly speaking this is gonna be the worst adventurous trip of my life. Like seriously first our university bus left us here and the worst part is the weirdo weather. Ah May Allah have mercy on us. "But why is he so quite?" I murmured to myself afraid of looking back at him. "Arham??" I turned back calling him and almost fainted to have no one there.. _________________ Booom 🙈 Wanna know what happens next? Come let's read ❤ __________________
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