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After everyone left, I just sat on the tea stall in front of the college for a while, thinking with my earplugs plugged in and even Tum Hi Ho wasn't making this whole thing better.

I so want to dance right now, eat some cake and forget that I'm human and I need money to survive.

Nothing wrong with wanting to dance with somebody...wanting to feel that heat with somebody.

I opened my messages and tapped on Darshan's name and composed a text, 'Hey, call me! I mean whenever you're free and happy. I got you'.

Mi amour: you're cute when you're nice <3

Me: and when i'm not nice?

Mi amour: hot as fuck ;)

Woah, god damn.

Me: aren't you supposed to be asleep right now?

Mi amour: i'm supposed to be a lot of things. i live to disappoint

Disappointment: sorry 🙂

[Picture message Tara: blank photo]

Me: I'd rather see you in this

Disappointment: wait, there's nothing there

Disappointment: oh fuck

Disappointment: that was smooth AS FUCK BABE

Me: ikr? ;)

Disappointment: send me a picture of you!

Disappointment: like right now

Disappointment: I want to see my pretty lover

How cute, he knows I hate being called girlfriend.

I clicked a selfie making a weird face and sent it to him.

Me: happy?

Disappointment: you're fucking adorable

Disappointment: and adorably fuckable

Me: shit, you're horny

Horny BF: hell yeah way tooooo much

Me: should i send nudes?

Horny BF: 😳🤤

Me: is that a yes or a no?

Horny BF: nudes for nudes

Me: DONE!!!

Horny BF: btw

Horny BF: why the fuck were you with soooo many guys today

Jealous ass: I saw your stories

Jealous ass: you're mine

Jealous ass: so all the other guys can fuck off

Me: I can't help it

Me: they think I'm single, public me and make a statement raval

Jealous ass: do not challenge me vaid, i'll just end up doing it and you'll have to deal with a lot

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