The both are laying down very uncomfortabaly at the opposite sides of the bed
There's an awkward silence
Then suddenly both of them turn together to face each other and say
S and P: mujhe neend nhi aa rahi ese
Both look at each other and laugh
P: vese ek kaam karo na wo jese tv serial me beeche me pillow ki wall bana dete h vese karlo na
S:oh hello....mai actor hu koi builder nhi ki tumko wall bana ke du
Aur itna hi man h to khud karlo na
P: tumko permanent wall nhi banane bola tha
Sirf pillow se....also fyi abhi to actor ho nhi banne wali ho
S:tum wall bana loge to tumhara ego kam nhi ho jayega... Also actor to mai bachpan se hi hu mera talent h 😏
P:(laughs) drama queen ho na
S:(laughs too) han aur tum mere drama king.....
Realising what she said..umm mera matlab h tum drama kam nhi karte ho
P:(teasing)nhi nhi Susheela mai tumhara king hu na?
S:(glaring at him) chup ho jao warna aacha nhi hoga
P gets up and says warna kya karogi
S also gets up and takes a pillow
S: mai mar dungi agar ab tum chup nhi hue to
P:blah blah
Susheela hits him with the pillow. Pramod also takes one pillow and hits her
They start pillow fighting
Suddenly
This is just a filler chapter
The main part will come in evening
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FanfictionPramod a rich influencing man who is followed by media everywhere. Is really a gentleman but faces false allegations and is going through deep shit. As advised by his parents he's supposed to marry someone in order to make his reputation right agai...
