Fantasy Heroine Fantasies

[ddey333]

She finished writing something on the back of the photo and handed it back to me. I put it back into bag without another word. Aishwarya ordered another drink having already finished her first. We lapsed into a momentary silence. I looked at her carefully for a moment and realised she was tapping her foot on the floor furiously and simultaneously tearing apart a napkin. I realised just then that for whatever reason, she was nervous. Why, I could not say. Could it be that she was just as scared of me as I was of her? Even the mere notion seemed ridiculous, but here we are. After a moment, she said, and I suspected more to break the silence than anything else:

"A signed copy of that photo will fetch you a few thousand rupees on eBay."
"I'll keep that in mind."

More silence. She just sat at the bar leaning heavily on one elbow sipping her beer. I noticed beneath the makeup and realized how tired she was. I just sat in Court all day but now that I actually thought what she said, I realized she must've been on the move constantly.

"Tired?" I asked.

"Very. And jet-lagged," she explained.