Adultery Priya Didi

[shailu4ever]

Ravi
Do neither.
Just be you.


Sirisha
You make it hard though.
Now I have to think twice what I wear next time.


Ravi
Don’t.
Whatever you wear, I’ll remember.



Sirisha
Ughhh Bhayyaaaa
Now I'm seriously blushing.
You’re dangerous with words.


Ravi
Just honest.
You asked what I noticed.


Sirisha
Yeah but I didn’t expect *every inch* of me to be remembered ?
It’s like you took mental screenshots.


Ravi
Maybe.
Or maybe you were the kind of moment I didn’t want to forget.


Sirisha
That’s too filmy.


Ravi
And yet, you're the one who wore jeans like a K-pop idol and served dessert like a Telugu heroine.


Sirisha
Stop it. I’m going to hide next time you come.


Ravi
No, you won’t.
You’ll open the door in some hoodie pretending to be casual
But you’ll still check the mirror twice.


Sirisha
Okay… now I *really* might block you

Then a moment of pause. A typing bubble. Then she sends—


Sirisha
But seriously, Bhayya…
No one notices these things. Not like you do.
People say I look nice. 
Or pretty. 
But you… you remember the folds on my jeans and the way my chain didn’t have a pendant.


Ravi
Because the story is in the details.
And you’re worth remembering in detail.


There’s a pause again.

Sirisha
I don’t know how to reply to that.
I just... smiled like an idiot again.


Ravi
That’s enough.
That’s the best kind of reply.


Another long pause. The chat goes quiet for a while.

Ravi places the phone on his chest, staring at the ceiling, heart pulsing slower now. But then—


Sirisha
So...
What if I wore something even more daring next time?


Ravi
Then I’ll remember even more.
But don’t wear it for me.


Sirisha
Why not?


Ravi
Because the moment you start doing things for me, it’ll mean something more.

No reply.

Just the “typing…” bubble.

Then it vanishes.

And then


Sirisha
Good night Bhayya.
Sleep well. Don’t remember me too much.


Ravi
Too late.

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