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Arjun's POV-
I had returned to my hotel. Called maa and papa.
Papa is really happy from my previous match.
Aur maa... Maa bhi khush thii. Dikhaati nhi but thi.
And then, my mind drifted back to what Mira called me mad and hung up the call.
It took me almost 5 minutes to digest the thing she said before hanging up the call.
Should I text her?
Oh I should text her.
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Rasmalaai girl⚡
Me:
I'm not mad you were there.
I'm just... glad someone who matters saw it.
Rasmalaai girl⚡:
You matter to a lot of people.
I'm just the idiot pretending she doesn't care.
Me:
You do care, don't you?
Rasmalaai girl⚡:
Shut up, Roti Boy. I don't even like Roti that much. Why would I support RotiBoy?
Me:
Then why were you in Row G with a Pepsi, crying behind your sunglasses?
Rasmalaai girl⚡:
Okay first of all, those were hydration tears. Second-don't flatter yourself.
Me:
So you were there😌
She didn't reply. Nothing.
I know she must have rolled her eyes hard
From this... I got to know two things about her:
1.) She is terrible at lying.
2.) And even worse in showing she doesn't care.
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