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Saturday, 14 August 2010

To be continued.. Part 4 by Pankhuri

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"Please..." "Again?? Plus you just came in..." "What if I didn't come at all? What if I called in sick? Not like I planned this..." "She is not even your type... Worse... Not even your league..." "C'mon don't be pessimistic now..." "See i never say no to you... Anyways when can you cover up?" "Whenever you say... Maybe when Jack or Chris bunks?" "Hmmm... I'll need you later more than now..." "You are the best!!" Wasn't so tough after all. His manager was not half as bad as one would think!

His car or mine? Who should be the one to offer if at all? Ideally he should... Technically she should... she thought. Anyways!! As they walked out of the store he pointed out to the cafe. Phew!! Right across the street... Well good; she sighed.

"Nice weather, huh?" for some this could be a lame conversation starter... For her... Perfect!! Weather has somehow of very high importance to her. Good weather sometimes was all she needed for a quick mood lift.

"Yeah... Might rain... Hope it does!" "Hmmm..." What now? He can't really ask her if she liked rains; one its not the best direction to take the conversation & two she just said that!

He was beginning to get slightly fidgety... What if they had nothing to talk about? What if he couldn't match up to the expectations? What if she won the game? This was so unlike him...

She was starting to get a little fidgety... What if she had just got herself a bad deal? What if this was just an impulsive reaction to what some may call a bad day? What if she gets stuck in the game? He was not exactly her Mr. Perfect. This was so unlike her...

"Wanna grab a bite..." Nope! They are going to a cafe... "So, where do you live?" Nope again! None of his business... "Where do you work?" Nope no.3... Sounds creepy. He never thought so much before talking to anyone... Why now?

"So, where are you from?", she said in a tone that said 'I don't really wanna know... But I'm not asking for the heck of it.'
Bam!! The wrongest question anyone could have asked him...

For he himself, really didn't know...

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