"Kya? Sunayi nahi diya!" She yelled back biting back a grin. She was going to make ASR complete his own orders. [I can't hear you.]
"THE ORGANZA ONES." He said loudly. This was definitely embarrassing for a top CEO like him, yelling for fabrics like he worked in a boutique.
And Khushi's calculations were right. Arnav was fuming as he was forced to shout and give her instructions like a lowly tailor. He was thankful this was a deserted corridor and his other employees couldn't witness this.
He turned on his heel and walked into the storeroom and watched with irritation as Khushi stood with her back to him, happily yelling out to him.
Not able to take the yapping anymore, he strode forward, grabbing her arm and twisted her around. Khushi's eyes widened as she noticed him, about to scream when Arnav covered her mouth with his hand.
"Enough! Kitna bolti ho tum! Mute button hai ki nahi tumhme?!" [Enough! How much do you talk? Do you have a mute button?]
Khushi pushed his hands away, pointing her finger at him, about to say something when the two froze.
A loud thud was heard. Both were still, frozen in place as realization dawned on them.
"ASR, yeh voh storage room toh nahi hain na? Jiska door jam hogata hain?" Khushi nervously asked, eyeing the shut door, fiddling with her slingbag. She hadn't even gotten the time to keep it down before ASR set her on tasks. [ASR, this isn't the storage room with the door that jams, right?]
Arnav shut his eyes and exhaled sharply.
It was the storeroom with the jammed door.
"Hey Devi Maiyya yeh kya kiya apne mere saath, iss rakshas ke saath mujhe iss room mein kedh kar diya?" [Oh god, why are you doing this to me, trapping me inside this room with this demon?]
"Excuse me? Rakshas kise bulaya?" [Excuse me? Who are you calling a demon?]
Khushi glared at him. "Aapko aur kisko? Khud ko badi apsara samjthe hain kya aap? Rakshas kahi ke." [You, who else? Do you think you're some sort of fairy? Demon!]
"What the, you--"
"Yeh what the chodiye aur yeh dekhiye ki hum yaha se kaise niklenge." [Forget your what the and figure out a way to get us out of here.]
Arnav bit back his words and scrolled through his phone trying to find a way to get out. Khushi did the same clicking her tongue.
"Service nahi hain." [There's no service.]
"Hamare phone mein bhi." Khushi stared at his blackberry. "Laye idhar dijiye." And without waiting for a response, snatched the phone from him.
"What the--"
Khushi started hitting Arnav's phone against the palm of her hand, trying to get it to work like an old tv remote.
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