•Ōscillatioņ• [The Mysterious Letter] England Cricket Team/ by SHIRIN SHANTA

Amalgamation

Long conversation goes,

Jimmy: But Root I actually don't care about the sort of things. I won't be dead either.

Root: Yeah I know. But still it is confirmed that someone between us knows things.

Jimmy: I think. You should let it go. Cause can't you see, it's more than 1 month is going but nothing from him. So I guess, it is stopped. And Stuart was right maybe he was treating me. It's not either a matter to care about or to.die with it. JUST A LETTER.

Stokes: Hm! I see. But for me, it's kinda interesting [laugh]

Pope: The sushi is tasty.

Stokes: I want to see that guy literally with wide eyes.

Root: And when YOU joined?

Stokes: When you allowed me [flirts him].

Root: [gives a disgusting look]

Wokes: I guess everyone out there is worried for Jimmy. We all now thing you passed Jimmy.

Jimmy: Not worried. I even don't think about myself-

Stuart: Matter is [Folds the newspaper] everyone is interested- someone got a mysterious letter, they all dived in for seeking those answers even after knowing none of them had been a detective. Lol!

Wood: I guess you talked to much, dude! Calm down. Are you jealous that you didn't get any letter like it? [Pinged]

Stuart: Shut up! Only I was telling that exact thing. They just let Swann and Cook with it for literally nothing. What a shit even they have?

Jimmy: Okay! I don't want anyone to watch over that matter. And I want you all to focus on Tests as well as your own personal matters. It's not a big thing to waste time on it. I'm staying good. And promising you for any difficulties, you're the one who will be knowing first. Let that shit go.

Stuart: You're keeping me aside, Jimmy.

Jimmy: Shhh! [Angrily]

Root: Okay, okay, okay. Got it. I also don't want anyone to watch or worry. It's totally a normal matter.

Stuart: THEY ARE INTERESTED. NOT WORRYING. [Shouted even more]

Robinson: Can anyone please tell me if finding a clue is enough, any help would be necessary for it? [Joins in middle]

Everyone gives a look,

Jimmy: Kind of? [Showed fake respect]

Robinson: I ain't helping. Just figure it out. If any clues left

Jimmy: Maybe no [Stragley]

Stokes: I have a doubt on YOU. I guess You left a clue. [Joke]

Robinson: May I ask what?

Wood: Yeah. Those formalities, those looks aren't supporting you, Olie. Go fuck your horny girlfriend. [Everyone laughs]

Robinson: [Looks directly] Shut up, Woody. You're not close to my shoe. Are you doubting ME? [To Stokes]

Stokes: You're letting us.

Robinson: Does my face say it?

Wokes: Permanently.

Pope: Come on man. Don't mix it up. Get chill!

Jimmy: You can't give blames. Can you? Please let him go. I guess he had had enough with it.

Stuart: I don't think so he is. Like after hearing some nonsense typical voice from anyone, that doesn't mean he will be. Right?

Root: Hmm

Bairstow: I got a clue! [Shouts]

Jimmy: What clue?!

Bairstow: Ah! I saw Feather Pen in Robinson's bag last night....

"Hey those are nice," Bairstow says to Robinson. "H-hey. Don't touch it," he refused to touch it." "Ah why? Is it sensitive?" "No, I mean. It's my favourite thing that's why. I don't allow anyone yo touch it randomly," Robinson says and took the pen, "If you want to see it then see." Give that pen to Bairstow as he isn't seeing curiously, "Wow! Amazing! I never look this kind of before." He loves it. But instantly he remembers something and his all curiosities gone, "Ah. Hold on. Is it yours?" He asks. "Yup. It is mine," Robinson answered normally. Bairstow looking confused, seems like he is matching something in his head. Robinson asked him to know, "Why?" "N-Nothing. I-I, it's alright. Take it. Its- it's beautiful. Bye," Bairstow suddenly went off!

Robinson: Yeah I had it! But-

Stuart: Seriously?! [Shock]

Robinson: Hold on a sec-

Root: What the fuck!

Robinson: Shut up guys. [Shouts] I'm a writer, you all know. I have to write many things with it. That's why I have it.

Stokes: Don't give excuses.

Robinson: [Stands up from the dining table with anger and throws some dishes away] I TOLD YOU IT WASN'T ME. AND YOU HAVE TO TRUST ME.

Wood: Now calm down
I know you have Anger issue but IT'S HOTEL.

Robinson: SHUT THE FUCK UP!

He left instantly with a rude face and everyone was looking over him.

Wokes: Too much!

Jimmy: I don't think it's him. And fine- plz let it go for God's sake.

Root: Yeah. I guess we need to have a break and if Jimmy find more difficulties, then we will turn over again

Stokes: Good idea.

Stuart: Yeah.

Wood: Alright

Pope: Let me in also.

Root: Sure!

Root moves to Jimmy as he was sitting beside him and tells him hushly,

Root: Would you mind If I don't let it go?

Jimmy: [gives a look] maybe no. You're the one whom I believe.

Root: Yeah okay. But don't leg anyone know.

Jimmy: I never! But allow Stuart also, won't you?

Root: He gives too much feedbacks.

Jimmy: He is my closest mate you know Root

Root: Okay! [Shows no interest]