"You're ignoring me." Abhi spoke, it wasn't a question at all.
"Yes. I am." Pragya decided to answer monotonously.
Abhi frowned at her Words. He was used to her blurtness by now.
"Why?"
"What why? Seriously. You're the one who's ignoring five feet five heighted human in this whole giant house. So yes. I'm ignoring you too, until you get your loose screw repaired in your brain.
Abhi just shook his head at her comment, amused.
"You're short," he commented as he listened to her. His curiosities always got the best of him, does she look the smell the way she smells? Like roses.
Pragya just glared at him, her knife going more harshly on the poor cucumber. The small piece Rolled to his feet. "I'M.NOT.SHORT" She grits out the words.
Abhi chuckled slowly, wiping his palm on his mouth, to wipe out that silly smile. "Don't murder the innocent vegetable, pragya" he spoke, her name rolling out from his lips very sexily.
Until later <3
With all Love
Yours Chirriyaa