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Blurring all the lines, you intoxicate me
Just like nicotine, heroin, morphine
Suddenly, I'm a fiend and you're all I need
All I need

-Never Be the Same,
CAMILA CABELLO

The most dangerous person is the one who listens, thinks and observes

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The most dangerous person is the one who listens, thinks and observes.

And to her, Atharv Dev Parekh was a dangerous person.

Despite being bewildered by her abrupt decision, he remained silent. His teeth tugged at his lip in deep thought, his expression same to that of a writer who is formulating the plot of their story in their head.

Grace couldn't help but wonder what was he formulating?

Neither did he show any sort of agreement nor any disagreement. Nonetheless she took his silence for yes as in no way she was taking no for an answer.

Grace was that kind of person who herself didn't know what would happen to her next. It was like her destiny was decided by her decisions.

And boy, was she great at taking impulsive decisions.

Her phone vibrated with a text from Rayansh and she found herself quickly taking a glance at it.

Potato: Bish where are you at?

It's truly a matter of wonder that some people can make your day better even while staying faraway.

Potato: What the hell are you living me on read for?🙃

Grace: Dare you curse at me again

Potato: Gr**e

Potato: Oops I just did-

Grace: I will chop your useless eyes that you use for nothing but to stare at that trashy device and feed them to my nonexistent dog

Potato: ......

Potato: Anyway, moving on

Potato: Where are you though?

Potato: It's your birthday next week and I don't wanna miss this once in a year opportunity to use your money to fill my tummy

Potato: That rhymed

Grace: You again writing nursery rhymes in the chat, kid

Grace: And I ain't coming unless Dad will have a proper father to daughter conversation with me

Grace: He rarely calls to ask about my well being

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