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“Is that mine?!”
I heard a scream accompanied by a dramatic gasp. Just what I needed...not! I turned to look at him, to see what the fuss was about. He held his hand over his mouth pointing at my T-shirt. What?
I looked down at the black tee and raised my brows at him. Such a cheapster! Cue another gasp.
“Ohhoooo...so if you steal from someone, you're from the royal family, perhaps? And the victim is a cheapster?!”
He clapped his hands, for effect, at the humongous audience cheering for him in his brain.
“If you're so much at loss, for me borrowing your shirt, we may resort to the barter way! So, do you prefer my Anarkali or Lehnga in return?”
I retorted back at him. Choose now, loser!
As I spun on my heel and crashed the bed, I felt a tremor from within. He almost smashed the precious bed into pieces by that great fall.
“Would it hurt or bleed to be civil? In front of others, you keep the regal bearing intact, but when it's just me, why do you transform into an animal?!”
I asked him sincerely. I was actually dying to know whether he was half-dinosaur.
“Princess, I am royalty! I just like taking a breaks in a while. And about the barter system, let's keep the deal. But, I'll take something else and not your bridal-wear. Let the time come, and I only hope you don't regret hogging my wardrobe!”
He finished with that jinxed wink of his grinning like a well, dinosaur!
The next moment, he was real close, hovering over me, inspecting for something on my face in the dim light while dangling over the pillow bridge. When I gave him a incredulous look, he smugly replied.
“I was searching for signs of embarrassment, but seems like you mask them well, eh?”
He started laughing like a dinosaur again now.
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“Yusraaaaaaaa.....!!”
Ya Allah! Have Mercy on me and my ears.
“What is it, Hassan?! Why're you wailing like a dinosaur? I get that it's hard to hide your genes, but tone it down a little, huh?”
I screamed back at him from the closet. I heard heavy steps, and he yanked me by my arm, turning me towards him. He placed my hands around his neck and gabbled on irritatedly.
“Tie this damn thing for me!” His not so polite request shot out.
“Why do I have to choke myself with this tie, when I'm very much happy and satisfied with my life, after excluding you, obviously.”
