I am back with Chapter 5! It's slightly smaller, but I just wanted to stop here for this chapter.
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Afterward Arnav called NK who informed him to reach one of the clubs where NK and his friends were outing. Although Arnav had instantly declined the offer, NK had managed to somehow convince him through some minor blackmail. Shortly after Arnav had joined him, NK did realize that it was a mistake after all, due to three simple reasons: 1) Arnav wouldn't drink on a workday. 2) Arnav wouldn't loosen himself up to dance. 3) Arnav would only say one-liners, and that too, only when it was absolutely needed for him to actually open his mouth to respond, which his glares and nods were doing a perfect job for most of the time.
Two girls and two boys, all in their late teens or early-twenties, all professionally dressed up, but still all having a certain immaturity present somewhere. A mental note added to ASR's mind.
Her eyes.....her eyes had so many questions....yet, they seemed so honest, so clear....as if there was not a single shred of world's evil within....as if she was pure goodness....but why were those eyes confused....why those questions....why....