18-07-2025, 04:18 PM
The Kitchen Break – “Are You Setting Me Up?”
The second round of the game had just ended,
And Vinay was demanding chai while Sandeep offered to order pizza “for later.”
Laughter filled the living room again.
Shruti stood and stretched. “I’ll help with the chai,” she said quickly.
Madhavi was already in the kitchen, pouring water into the kettle,
The faint clinking of steel against the counter echoing softly.
Shruti entered, her earrings swaying, and leaned lightly against the fridge again.
Her eyes were sharp now, focused. Curious.
“Want help?” she asked casually.
Madhavi glanced over her shoulder. “You want to chop ginger?”
Shruti smirked. “Not really.”
Madhavi smiled, unbothered.
She crushed some cardamom slowly, letting the silence stretch a little.
Shruti watched her for a few seconds before speaking.
“Can I ask you something?”
Madhavi nodded.
Shruti tilted her head. “Are you… setting me up with him?”
Madhavi’s hands didn’t pause.
She stirred the water calmly, eyes still on the pan.
Then she turned slightly, leaning one hand on the edge of the stove, her expression unreadable.
“Why do you ask?”
Shruti crossed her arms, playful but pointed.
“Because you’re watching us. And you’re not exactly… subtle about it.”
Madhavi raised one eyebrow, then shrugged, a little too smoothly.
“I thought you were smart. You noticed it in time.”
- o -
The second round of the game had just ended,
And Vinay was demanding chai while Sandeep offered to order pizza “for later.”
Laughter filled the living room again.
Shruti stood and stretched. “I’ll help with the chai,” she said quickly.
Madhavi was already in the kitchen, pouring water into the kettle,
The faint clinking of steel against the counter echoing softly.
Shruti entered, her earrings swaying, and leaned lightly against the fridge again.
Her eyes were sharp now, focused. Curious.
“Want help?” she asked casually.
Madhavi glanced over her shoulder. “You want to chop ginger?”
Shruti smirked. “Not really.”
Madhavi smiled, unbothered.
She crushed some cardamom slowly, letting the silence stretch a little.
Shruti watched her for a few seconds before speaking.
“Can I ask you something?”
Madhavi nodded.
Shruti tilted her head. “Are you… setting me up with him?”
Madhavi’s hands didn’t pause.
She stirred the water calmly, eyes still on the pan.
Then she turned slightly, leaning one hand on the edge of the stove, her expression unreadable.
“Why do you ask?”
Shruti crossed her arms, playful but pointed.
“Because you’re watching us. And you’re not exactly… subtle about it.”
Madhavi raised one eyebrow, then shrugged, a little too smoothly.
“I thought you were smart. You noticed it in time.”
- o -
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