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A long night

A night which is not about to end and I can't open my eyes

Muhammad_Ali_6660 · Adolescente
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3 Chs

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I would normally never cease to shut my mouth but these wild thoughts mixed along with anxiety is causing a rift in my entire being.

Despite the whirlpool of unnecessary hypothesis shouting in my head, I got a grip of myself and mustered my strength to answer him back "I was taught to act nice in the beginning, in the due course you'll see my true colors" Initially he was shocked at my reply but then he regained his composure and grinned shaking his head.

I smirked and went to change. See I have a big mouth, these dumbstruck moments are just temporary lapses.

When I returned back he was looking at the bed and the couch in a confused state.

"What's the matter, you look confused ?" I inquired sitting on the bed. Since we have established we're going to sleep and do nothing else, I have completely warmed up to him by now.

"Ya actually I was taught to sleep on the couch like a gentleman to give my wife some space but you see my six feet frame is never gonna allow me to fit into the couch. So I'm thinking of an alternative" he replied scratching his stubble in deep thought.

Okay he has some manner and definitely knows how to charm his way around. Check. Check.

"Hello Mr.Gentleman, I think your teacher is too old school for twenty- nineteen" he looked at me raising his eyebrows "you could sleep on the bed, it ain't a problem"

"Are you sure ?" He voiced out ultra hesitantly

"Yep! as long as you don't snore or put your legs on me, it's completely fine, you're permitted inside my territory" I laughed

"Ha I usually kick people out of the bed in sleep, do you think it wouldn't be a problem ?"

"Hey then you're not allowed mister, off you go"

We laughed like mad people.

After settling comfortably, my stomach started to growl. I was hungry, I din't eat properly the entire day and now my stomach is yearning for its daily quota. I tried to suppress the hunger but it only seemed to increase with each passing second.

I gently patted my husband's shoulder "Kartik ?" Oh yeah that's my husband's name, I love the way my tongue rolls while saying it. Okay now food is the main concern, stop with the distractions already. I called him again "Kartik ?" A bit louder. He looked at me alarmed "I'm hungry, no in fact I'm starving. I want something to eat"

"Oh, I don't think there is any at home right now, you know we just returned tonight." He thought for awhile "okay come on let's go out and eat" he stood up instantly.