13-07-2025, 01:57 AM
Ravi opened the fridge. “Juice?”
“Yes...”
He poured two glasses, handed her one.
Their fingers brushed.
Sirisha didn’t flinch.
They stood by the counter, sipping and snacking,
The sun slipping into gold outside the window.
“I like this house,” she said.
“It feels… warm. Not because of the lights. But because of the people.”
Ravi gave her a curious look. “You’ve only met two.”
She smiled. “Sometimes that’s enough to know.”
She glanced at the clock.
“I should go,” she said quietly. “But I don’t want to.”
“You can stay a little longer if you like.”
Her eyes met his, and something unspoken passed between them, nothing improper, nothing dangerous.
Just… interest. Connection. The start of a pull.
She shook her head, smiling as she turned away. “No. If I stay longer, I might start saying more nonsense.”
“I think I’d like that.”
She looked back over her shoulder, eyes glowing.
Then she walked to the door, slipping into her sneakers.
Just before she left, she turned around. “Same time soon again?”
“Any time,” Ravi replied.
And then, she was gone.
The door clicked shut, but the air she left behind lingered,
scented with banana walnut,
warm chai… and something new Ravi hadn’t felt in a long time.
A flutter.
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“Yes...”
He poured two glasses, handed her one.
Their fingers brushed.
Sirisha didn’t flinch.
They stood by the counter, sipping and snacking,
The sun slipping into gold outside the window.
“I like this house,” she said.
“It feels… warm. Not because of the lights. But because of the people.”
Ravi gave her a curious look. “You’ve only met two.”
She smiled. “Sometimes that’s enough to know.”
She glanced at the clock.
“I should go,” she said quietly. “But I don’t want to.”
“You can stay a little longer if you like.”
Her eyes met his, and something unspoken passed between them, nothing improper, nothing dangerous.
Just… interest. Connection. The start of a pull.
She shook her head, smiling as she turned away. “No. If I stay longer, I might start saying more nonsense.”
“I think I’d like that.”
She looked back over her shoulder, eyes glowing.
Then she walked to the door, slipping into her sneakers.
Just before she left, she turned around. “Same time soon again?”
“Any time,” Ravi replied.
And then, she was gone.
The door clicked shut, but the air she left behind lingered,
scented with banana walnut,
warm chai… and something new Ravi hadn’t felt in a long time.
A flutter.
-- oOo --
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