"Fix this now dammit!" Arnav threw the files on his table carelessly, loosening up his tie as he stared out the window.
It was all over the newspapers.
Arnav pressed his fingers against his temple.
This entire week had been an utter disaster.
After yesterday's fiasco with the store room, they were already off schedule. And to top it all off, the designs that were set to launch next week had been leaked to the rival company.
It was all over the newspapers.
"Don't you get it dammit! AR ki reputation ka sawal hain! Kaise lage ga jab agle hafte hamare fashion show mein vahi designs honge! The media will make our fashion show into a circus! I don't care how, fix it!" [How is it going to look when our fashion show will have the same designs?!]
ASR yelled, throwing the designers out of his cabin, "Except you, Miss Khushi Kumari Gupta!"
Khushi stiffened, clenching her dupatta worriedly.
"All the best chamkili."
Khushi gulped and turned around to meet ASR's wrath. After the events of yesterday, she knew she shouldn't have come in to work today.
Flashback
"ASR?"
Khushi shook his shoulder hesitantly, heart lurching out when Arnav's hand slipped, head slumping forward.
"Arnavji!" Khushi hurriedly, steadied the unconscious man, panicking. "Heyy Devi Maiyya, inhe kya hogaya?" [Oh no, what happened to him?]
Khushi vaguely remembered how particular Aman was with ASR's meals and medicines.
"Shayad inke davaiyon se kuch pata chalega." She opened his desk drawers, frantically searching for a clue. [Maybe his medicines will give me a clue.]
Fishing out his medicine box, she looked through them, recognizing one from her student Misha's medicine. "Yeh toh diabetes his davai hain. Aur inhone shayad lunch bhi nahi kiya hoga." [These medicines are for diabetes. And he probably skipped his lunch.]
Ruffling through her bag, he fished out the box of jalebies that the khadoos ASR didn't let her eat. "Aacha hua, varna hum toh ek bhi nahi chodthe, sab akele kha jaate." [Good, otherwise I wouldn't have spared a single one and eaten up all of 'em.]
Supporting Arnav's head with one hand, she eased the sweet into his mouth, hoping his sugar levels would go back to normal.
She stood patiently, coaxing the entire jalebi into his mouth, phone balanced between her ear to call Aman.
ASR had begun to stir awake when Aman rushed into the office, concerned.
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