07-08-2025, 12:17 AM
Ravi:
“Like it just happened.”
“Hard to forget when someone opens the door with steam swirling around her face like a movie shot.”
Neetu:
“Haha! You’re too much.”
“Okay then. If your memory is that good…”
“Describe me. When I opened the door.”
Ravi:
“You sure?”
Neetu:
“Positive.”
“I want to hear what the ‘dangerous boy’ saw.”
Ravi:
“Alright. When the door opened… all I saw was your face first. Damp, soft curls clinging to your cheeks. A little water trailing down your neck.”
“Your eyes were wide, surprised maybe—but there was a sparkle.”
“You tilted your head slightly, and then I noticed… that towel barely covering you, clutched with one hand…”
Neetu:
“And the other towel?”
Ravi:
“…Dripping down your hair, catching the light like wet silk.”
“I didn’t look lower. I swear.”
Neetu:
“You better not have.”
“But I wanted you to.”
A pause. His phone buzzed again.
Neetu:
“You know what was the craziest part?”
“I stood there, knowing I was in nothing but that towel… and still, I wasn’t afraid.”
“I knew you wouldn’t cross a line.”
“And yet… a tiny part of me wanted you to.”
Ravi blinked at the screen, then typed slowly.
Ravi:
“I would’ve walked away… even if the door opened fully.”
“But I would’ve remembered that image forever.”
Neetu:
“Maybe I gave you something… to remember.”
“Then how did you make a move after lunch?”
Ravi:
“That is simply the power of Rasmalai... you were covered with it”
“The dessert covered with another dessert... could not control at that point”
“Like it just happened.”
“Hard to forget when someone opens the door with steam swirling around her face like a movie shot.”
Neetu:
“Haha! You’re too much.”
“Okay then. If your memory is that good…”
“Describe me. When I opened the door.”
Ravi:
“You sure?”
Neetu:
“Positive.”
“I want to hear what the ‘dangerous boy’ saw.”
Ravi:
“Alright. When the door opened… all I saw was your face first. Damp, soft curls clinging to your cheeks. A little water trailing down your neck.”
“Your eyes were wide, surprised maybe—but there was a sparkle.”
“You tilted your head slightly, and then I noticed… that towel barely covering you, clutched with one hand…”
Neetu:
“And the other towel?”
Ravi:
“…Dripping down your hair, catching the light like wet silk.”
“I didn’t look lower. I swear.”
Neetu:
“You better not have.”
“But I wanted you to.”
A pause. His phone buzzed again.
Neetu:
“You know what was the craziest part?”
“I stood there, knowing I was in nothing but that towel… and still, I wasn’t afraid.”
“I knew you wouldn’t cross a line.”
“And yet… a tiny part of me wanted you to.”
Ravi blinked at the screen, then typed slowly.
Ravi:
“I would’ve walked away… even if the door opened fully.”
“But I would’ve remembered that image forever.”
Neetu:
“Maybe I gave you something… to remember.”
“Then how did you make a move after lunch?”
Ravi:
“That is simply the power of Rasmalai... you were covered with it”
“The dessert covered with another dessert... could not control at that point”
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