divy_679

Hey, the author is a freaking drunkard, even though I don’t even drink alcohol 
          	
          	And guess what? Yesterday, I injured my ankle while I was with my father because of a freaking dupatta. I couldn’t see the pillar, and since we were walking kinda fast, my ankle slammed into a big-ass thick pillar/rock  I’m so gone that I cried like 30 minutes after I got home. Then after crying for 10–15 minutes, I started watching Friends and blushing while shipping the characters like some old aunt ‍↕️
          	
          	So yeah, long story short, I’m at home today and I’ll post a new chapter, and probably write at least two more for the future too. So please wait for me and trust me, I’m about to give y’all low-key trauma in the next chapter 
          	
          	Dipu is entering her crybaby era right now, but soon she’ll step into her baddie era too… as Ms. Dipu Mehra again ‍
          	
          	Your truly 
          	Divy

divy_679

Hey, the author is a freaking drunkard, even though I don’t even drink alcohol 
          
          And guess what? Yesterday, I injured my ankle while I was with my father because of a freaking dupatta. I couldn’t see the pillar, and since we were walking kinda fast, my ankle slammed into a big-ass thick pillar/rock  I’m so gone that I cried like 30 minutes after I got home. Then after crying for 10–15 minutes, I started watching Friends and blushing while shipping the characters like some old aunt ‍↕️
          
          So yeah, long story short, I’m at home today and I’ll post a new chapter, and probably write at least two more for the future too. So please wait for me and trust me, I’m about to give y’all low-key trauma in the next chapter 
          
          Dipu is entering her crybaby era right now, but soon she’ll step into her baddie era too… as Ms. Dipu Mehra again ‍
          
          Your truly 
          Divy