TAKE 11.1 - The Voltage of Emotions

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TAKE 11.1 – The Voltage of Emotions

A Couple of Minutes after the Post Match/Series Presentation Finishes

A Couple of Minutes after the Post Match/Series Presentation Finishes

Khushi's POV

I finish texting Maya, Sarah, Brian and Jack – discreetly – assuring them that I will pass on their congratulations to Arnav for the wonderful win. It's been that way in the last two weeks especially – they keep passing on messages for him through me and he keeps reverting on the same back to them through me. And now it's come to the point – that not just Maya, Sarah but Brian and Jack are quite keen on meeting Arnav whenever we get back to London. Plus - Do not even ask me – how excited Arnav is on the same though. He really wants to meet them. Given that – now his closest friends from the team know about this magnetic concoction brewing in between of us too, and I did catch up with them all briefly in the business lounge after dinner just a couple of days ago – to just greet them and say hello like informally with Arnav. They are all pretty cool and grounded and mature too. They all understood the situation that we are not dating yet but are heading there plus the situation with regards to my work situation around our unit + Mum – and promised full co-operation in pretend mode on the front too. The fact that they all do love to take Arnav's case on the same in a fun banter at their end is another story – altogether.

On a personal note – it's also a given that Arnav and me have spent the last two weeks getting to know the remainder off everything and anything about each other from how our lives were before we met. Yup. We'v talked about it all. My College Days/High School/School Days + everything I loved doing while growing up + my time with my friends, my grandparents etc. His early gaming days and work towards cricket, his time with his family, all the other work he invests in– off cricket etc. You get the drill don't you? The bottom line is that – I think we are in the middle of pursuing a PHD degree on each other given the ways we just love to know every little bit about the other.I'v bloomed into a complete chatterbox around him. For Real. He makes me so happy. Also, to be fair enough – I think we'v had to use our insane amount of talking to also distract ourselves given the electric intensity of the physical attraction in between of us continues to heighten more and more. Infact – I kind off feel that all this electric voltage of attraction in between of us – is just at an all-time High too.

Anyways.

I shall not think about what I feel when he looks at me with that intense gaze of his – his expressive eyes darkening with passion – every time we'v almost kissed – in the last two weeks. Yeah, there have been a hundreds of those occasions. But anyways – like I said – now is not the time to think about that. I do not have any water on my hand that could be dunked to calm my flushed insides down – otherwise.

Ok.Gotta distract myself with the happy thoughts of Arnav in celebration right now.So yeah – guys – I think even though the major focal point off me feeling this joyous within for India's victory is Arnav of course – it would be apt to say that I am just so happy for them all given that all his close friends have only been so warm towards me in the couple of interactions I'v had with them with Arnav by my side.

But Ahh yes. The shades of conflict do return to clutch me every now and then – given how everyone around in our unit plus players are still in the middle of processing the gaming disappointment. The atmosphere in the dressing room is kind off bummed. Mum + Senior Dawson Sir along with the rest of the Coaches are in there – talking to all with the aim of lifting their spirits up.

Plus right now - I am out in this common area in between both the dressing rooms huddled up in a conversation with Stace and couple more of my colleagues from the admin unit. I kind of got everyone to lounge around here. Why? Because the Indian unit is in the middle of making their way back in and I just feel so driven by the need to see Arnav.Obviously.

I can already spot him from the glass window making his way up the stairs.And once again – I am having a super hard time controlling my grin - already. I remind myself with great difficulty that technically I am wearing the England Support team jersey with my denims just like the rest of my admin support team – and given that they are all around me now, I still got to find a way to put up that straight face.Never mind the bit that my eyes are technically glued to the entrance arch – Arnav is going to walk in from in a minute.

This man has turned me Insane. Look at all that I am doing to get a glimpse of him?

It is right very then – they all do step in and Arnav looks up straight to where we all are standing as if he just knew I'd be here. Our eyes lock briefly from across in a super intense eyelock for just a nanosecond before I finally gesture him to look away quickly – subtly.

He understands and does the same. Everyone around him who knows about us is in the middle of biting back their grins just like Arnav is – but no one around me is suspecting why – because they all think its because of their happiness from the Win.

It is right very then – we spot Mum, Senior Dawson Sir + Our Coaches walk out the Dressing room from this side and they all politely congratulate the Indian team from across for the great game and win this series which Captain Dev, Ved along with the rest of the players and Arnav instantly acknowledge with a warm nod and polite thank you's – before they all head to their dressing rooms.

Arnav looks back towards us all one more – casually and our eyes lock again super briefly before I gesture him to look away again and he gives me the look that says. I am going to text you – keep your phone with you – before he finally makes his way in with the rest of his unit.

I reach out for my phone in my pocket on reflex keeping it handy in my hand.

Dawson Sir adds now walking upto us, while looking at me – " Khushi...no matter the result – I think I want you to do a post to congratulate India for their victory. It's been an amazing clash of first-class cricket. The series has been good for our sport entertainment – nonetheless...do you think you can get something up quick?"

I nod at him immediately – "yes Sir, I could do that...I'll get something up and ready in twenty minutes? run it by you first? Then you can tell me when do you want it to go live.."

He nods deep in thought – " okay – but come up with something like a doodle graphic merging into reality again?will you? take an hour – if you need. But the animation/graphic has to be different, fresh, funny yet warm – alright??"

I nod at him in an instant understanding – " got it Sir...,"and Mum's beaming at me all happily as she states now to her medical team whose stepped around to join us – " okay buddies, Adams, Andy, Brad, Smith – they have each pulled off some spasms here and there – need to figure out the plan to get them feel sorted as soon as possible – before we hit the nets for ODI series – it's a good thing that the first ODI is right very here in Southampton for it saves us travel time – and gives us these days break in between to chalk out a plan for their muscle recovery...,"and they all exchange a determined nods and Mum falls into a discussion with the Coaches with regards to the same.

I gesture to her that I'd be heading in to the other area with our admin unit and catch her up in a bit. She nods and I make my way with them all. Stace asks Sir about everyone's mood up in the dressing room and Dawson Sir answers – " getting better. I am sure – the boys will be okay by the end of the night. Its natural to feel bummed for a while given how close it was. Anyways I think the mixer tonight at the hotel will do us all good..."

So Yup – guys about that – usually celebrations have been in tandem with respective teams victory's, right? But at the end of a particular series – they do have a common mixer for both the units – at times to just honour the spirit of sportsmanship etc. We have one such event lined up for tonight at 8:00 PM at our Hotel – which is also like adjacent to this very cricket ground. As in the Hotel both our teams have been putting up at during our stay in Southampton is within the huge attached vicinity of the stadium. It's got views overlooking the cricket ground on one side too.

Dawson sir looks at me again – "Khushi – also I think it will be a good idea to get some live video bytes from our team players at the mixer tonight and stream it up on social media's?? we surely got to keep the engagement going ..now even moreso after the loss..."

I nod – "yes sir...that'll be good. Don't worry about it.I'll have it done.."

He nods at me at that and turns to talk to Stace and a couple of others with regards to some other work and I excuse myself to sit up behind the little desk – and open up my work tablet. I need to get working on the post design.

It is right very then my phone beeps. I pick it up instantly and head to my DM's as my tablet lights up.

Him : Now that I have seen you, my victory celebrations finally feel complete - Khushi.

I bite back my grin as I read that. I look up to see everyone engrossed in work discussions which means I can afford to smile a little.

Me : ahhan really Arnav? were they not feeling complete until now?

Him : Not at all. I was aching to see you. You know that don't you?

Me : yeah...I do. Guess what? I was aching to see you too alright? which is crazy though because technically I had my eyes on you all day on the ground anyway. On that note – do you have any idea what a hard time I have been having keeping a straight face all through-out towards the end of the game? and after?

Him : haha...yeahhh I thought so for sure. It must have been hard.But I also know you are happy for me. Conflicted much? I am pushing my luck here to know – are you happier? Or more conflicted?

Me : Just a tad bit little conflicted because of Mum but given that she is not playing herself out there – I'd say - More Happy for you Arnav given that you are the one who is actually playing. So Happy for You. Double Congratulations.You read my congartulations message prior right? the ones I left you immediately after your win.

Him : Yes ofcourse - I did.Also to be honest - I was hoping you'd say that you'd be more happy for me.Perhaps – this is me being selfish much? But I can't really help it when it comes to you.

I grin to myself.

Me : ahaannn....really?

Him : ofcourse. Also know what - I am hoping you'd ask me right very now what was it I was wanting to do the minute I saw you as I steeped in a couple of minutes ago? Something that I couldn't really do. Just had to gulp down my urge to do the same.

Ok just the way he say's this bit makes me ask him the same immediately- which is why he puts it this way.

Me : I am asking...tell me about it...what did you wana do?

Him : I wanted to run over to you – haul you up in my arms – twirl you around in insane glee. And I wouldn't have let you go until you'd say – your head was twirling!

I chuckle.

Me : aahaan...I like the sound of that for sure.

Him : you like? Or super like?

Me : super like..

Him : there's a little bit more. Also fought my urge to pull you in for a deep kiss right very there.Again.How do you like the sound of that? Like..or SuperLike...? You surely gotta chose one of those options – k?

I bite back my chuckle.

Me : how about if I answer the same when we actually catch up tonight. When it's just Us?

Him : You are going to kill me. How am I going to resist you then? As if I haven't been having a hard time doing the same for the last two weeks?Atleast right now I can resist acting on impulse – given that we are on text.

The image of feeling his lips hover close to mine dances around my head.

Me : yeah you are right...it would be too difficult to resist you then too – you know if we talk about it then. Ok ill just say it right now – I superlike the sound of that for sure.

Him : I was hoping you'd say that. Also freaking Darn to the bit that I am going to have wait for this Mixer to finish until we can be alone. All I freaking want is some time with Just you – Now.

Me : I know what you mean.

Him : by that you mean – you also want some alone time with just Me?Now?

I chuckle.

Me : Yeah...Arnav...that's exactly what I mean. Anyways - How's the celebration in the dressing room going? Have you spoken to everyone back at home? I am sure you have calls.

Him : Beserk. Totally beserk. It's crazy. I haven't spoken to everyone back at home yet because Its impossible to talk with all this hooting and cheering in here.I'll call them once we are in the hotel.

I grin.

Me : okay then...you get on with enjoying with everyone. It's your time with the unit. I gotta work up a post..k? Sir wants it ready in an hour.

Him : alrightyyy...but wait..are you going to continue working from here? Why not the hotel?

Me : ill just work from here until everyone packs up and leaves.And then resume work from the Hotel.

Him : okay...ill keep you posted when we leave. Ill lounge around the reception again – so that I can see you.k?

I smile. A tingly fuzzy feeling takes over my being.

Me : okay...plus...Arnav...

Him : yes..khushi...wana say something?

Me : yeah...I made everyone lounge around the common area so that I could just see you too. The very minute you stepped in.

Him : I was hoping you'd do that – which is why I looked up the minute I stepped in. I am glad my eyes found exactly what they were looking for.

I smile. It is right then my WhatsApp beeps with a message from Mike. He says he wants to connect.

Me : and I am glad they did...okies...I gotta get back to work. Also Mikes just messaged that he wants to connect. Text you later Arnav.

Him : text me soon Khushi.

Me : I will.

With that I finally get off my DM's and ring up Mike – next thing. He picks up instantly and first thing out I ask him how his Dad's been doing and everything and then I fill him up on everything work wise given that its what his job I am filling in for anyway. After a couple of minutes of our work chatter he says now all relieved – " Khushi...I am so glad you filled in for me this tour.Only because its you – iv freaking had no worry on my mind. Sir is happy. Everything's going smooth.Dad's on his way to speedy recovery. I can never thank you enough for this.Just gotta request you to keep going the way you are for the next fifteen days. Fifteen days – that's all that's left to India's tour anyway. I'd be back in time by the end off it.Thanks a ton once again..."

But I can't answer him back.

Why?

Because everything inside of me has freezed.

It freezed the second I hear the bit – Only FiFteen Days Left to India's tour anyway.

Holy Crap.

It's not like I didn't know it at the back of my head. But the fact I have been so happy and consumed in experiencing all these new emotions I have been feeling for/because off Arnav off late that I had totally dumped the thought of him leaving back in the recycle bin of my mind – all this while. But now that Mike's said it back to me – its freaking popped up front hitting me like a Thunderbolt in my face with all its heavy -duty voltage.A Voltage that is super high on Emotion. A voltage of emotion – I have never experienced before.

He's leaving.

He's going to leave.

In – 15 days – from now.

He is scheduled to depart for India on the 6th of April.

Holy Freaking Hell.

Mike's voice falls in my ears – "Khushi...you there??"

I answer now composing myself – " yeahh...Mike...I heard you...don't worry...I got you covered until you return..."

Mike – " great...only fifteen more days Khushi...I owe you big time for this..."

I bite back my sigh – " no worries...at all..k? okay..I gotta get back to work now. Catch up later??"

Mike affirms the same and with that he hangs up.

I get up from my spot instantly as I gesture to Dawson sir across – "two minutes sir – ill just get working on that post. I'll be back. Need to freshen up.."

He nods and I head out the room and once I am alone in the corridor outside – I head to whatsapp to text my girls on the group where in its just Us – Three.

I need to talk to them.

Me : Girls -I am in trouble. Big trouble.

Maya : what happened - K? Please don't start with saying that.I get so worried.

Sarah : what happened babe? Everything was okay ten minutes ago?

Me : Mike just reminded me that he'd be back the end of India's tour in fifteen days which just hit me like a thunderbolt. Arnav's going to leave in 15 freaking days. I hate the thought of him leaving. I don't want him to leave. Why does he have to leave? Why do I feel as if everything is being pulled out of me at a high speed+ voltage at the thought of him leaving – leaving me with nothing but a vaccum to feel within.

Maya : uh- oh. Knew it. You are just falling for him deeper and deeper by the day - K.

Sarah : Copy that babe.

Me : I know! I realise that.Obviously.Which is why it would be apt to say again that he's invading my being at the speed of light.As he were Flash from the DC universe. But that's not what I am talking about. I said I am in trouble because now - a part of my head feels like I am going to regret delaying us getting together in the present as in while he is still here. You know what I mean? I mean we know we are into each other - insane. We wana be together. I wana be with him. But at the same time, I am still afraid of talking to him about Dad. Its not like I don't want too. You both know I want to talk to him about it especially after that night two weeks ago but then again...that little fear of him walking away returns to grip me back in its clutches, given that I am feeling something within me – within my heart – blossom around him in the ways it never has ever before around any man.And I am so scared of risking that blossomed state. I do not want it to feel Withered. Which is exactly what it will feel if he walks away.Oh for christ's sake – what do I do????

Sarah : babe – follow what your heart says ok? just be with him if you wana be. He's been waiting for the signal from your end like a complete gentleman anyway!

Maya : what does your heart/gut say?

Me : my gut says - what if I never get to feel what's it going to feel like to be with him incase he walks away right very now? Look...I just wana be with him. That's all I care about at the moment. I guess? Only because – it feels like if I don't act on what I want now I might regret it later.Do I want to regret it later? I don't think so.

Sarah : babe – I don't believe in regrets anyway.Just follow what you want. Talk to him..about the two of you in priority?. He'll get what you mean. Isn't that what's the jackpot in between you two anyway – the way you get each other?

Maya : yeah..copy that...don't worry – K. Just talk to him.

Me : okay...ill do the same. Tonight. After the mixer I guess.thank you girls...I feel so much better now letting this out to you.Gotta get back to work for now!

Maya : okiesss K.

Sarah : also babe hear this out – you better wear that black dress I shoved in your suitcase for the mixer tonight. You look killer in that. I'll kill you – if you don't. And please use the make up skills I quipped you with too? I know... I know... Arnav sees you for who you are. He doesn't care about how you dress/look - another thing which stokes you about him. But – nonetheless he's mostly seen you in the England support unit jersey and denims this tour or casuals. Wouldn't harm to dress up a little and stump his senses out for a change.Right?

Maya : Would not harm at all – for sure.K.

I bite back my chuckle at that on reflex. Trust my girls to distract my mind with their antics.

Me : okiess girls – ill think about my get up for the mixer after I finish work okay?love you both.

Maya : love you K.

Sarah : love you too babe.

I take a deep breathe and make my way back in to get back to work. I am going to need it to distract myself.Because the hollow vaccum consumed with the thought of Arnav – leaving soon continues to dance around the back of my head like a black cloud.

Why did it feel like he wasn't going to be leaving alone anyway? He'd be taking a part of me with him – too.

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30 Minutes Later

Khushi's POV Continues

So - everyone in the unit took the team shuttle back to the Hotel's front entrance. It was a short three – minute ride anyway. But I just didn't get on the team shuttle because I wanted to walk my way through back to the Hotel. It's a seven – eight-minute walk back anyway – given the close proximity.

I just needed this walk by myself to get things clearer in my head with regards to everything I have been feeling. Mum was puzzled when I didn't get on the bus though – I just assured her that I wanted to enjoy the outside walk on the way back instead.

It's almost 6: 15 PM Now. It's good that I got a decent amount of backwork for my post done. Sir wants it up live by 7! = Which also means that I need to get to the room quickly and put it all together. Mums said she might be busy with the Coaches still – re-evaluating everyone's muscle wear and tear status for she has to suggest the period of a brief rest needed for some – right?

Phone beeps.

Its Arnav.

Him : The entire England unit just walked into the Reception Khushi. Why don't I see you? you were about to get on the bus right? I mean I saw you given that we were just leaving too. Where are you?

Me : You don't see me because I chose to walk my way back Arnav. I needed to feel the fresh air. I am on my way should be there in three – four minutes – I guess.

Him : Everything okay? Khushi?? Your needed to feel fresh air tells me – you got something on your mind?

Damm him. Freaking Invader.

Me: Arnav..

Him : what is it Khushi??

You are leaving in fifteen days. I don't want you to leave. The thought of you leaving is stabbing me. Butchering me.But do I write this to him right now – No.Why? That's because I want to say it to his face later tonight.

Me: I want to talk to you about something. Later – tonight. It's important. I'v just been thinking something that you need to know.

Him : okay...alright. Is this about US??Please say it is...I desperately hope you say yes it is.

Me : Yes...it is..About US.

Him : Alright. Can't freaking wait. Also are you here yet? Come into the Reception – already? Need to see you dammit.

I smile at that.

Me : reaching in just about 90 seconds.

Him : longest 90 seconds ever..

Me : Arnav...stop...

Him : why – does that make you wana run into my arms already?

I bite back my chuckle.

Me : maybe...

Him : that makes me wana pull you in my arms already...

Me : coming in now...

With that I put back my phone in my pocket smiling.And it is right then I feel two girls bump into me in a rush and my bag falls off. They apologize immediately and I do the same and they help me pick up my stuff in a rush too and they ask in unison – " is everything okay? You okay?"

I nod at them with a polite smile checking on my tab quickly for a crack on the screen – " yeah – my tabs okay...I am okay too..no worries...we just happened to bump into one another at the same time..."

They are both gorgeous. One of them puts her hand out for a shake – " hi...I am Tina – your jersey tells us you were cheering for England this test match..whats your name?"

I admit politely with a smile shaking her hand – " yeah Tina – I work in their support unit – so I'd say that too...I'm Khushi... "

The other one greets me too and grins – " and I am Myra...and we were in such a rush because I can't wait to go cheer up on my brother for the epic win this evening...my brother is a opener for India...Sameer...this is my best friend Tina..we study here at the University of Southampton...we were supposed to go in for the match but then we had some last minute assignments so we couldn't make it – which is why we were just running in – in excitement..so sorry for the bump again..."

Oh. So this is Sameer's sister. He did mention briefly the other day while we were catching up – that his sister studies here. I do not tell that to her ofcourse – for now.

I nod at them - " I understand..no worries...it was a good win for India..."

They nod and I gesture them to get in before me.

They do and I step in after. I see Arnav look up immediately too and our eyes lock briefly and I bite back my grin.

So does he.

I see Stace walk up to me from across – " there you are finally Khushi. Dr.J 's gotten busy in her chat up with Coaches. She asked me to tell that to you again that she'll you up in the room...are you heading up? I will in a bit..."

I nod at her as I look away from Arnav's way briefly. I do spot - Tina and Myra are catching up with Sameer. He was right there with Ved, Raunak, Daksh next to Arnav too.

I nod at Stace – " yeah. I'll head up Stace..I still got to finish up that post.."

And with that she nods at me and leaves and I turn around to make my way towards the elevator - a grin making its way up my lips on its own accord.

But my grins destined to be short-lived. Why? Because my Insides are scowling at the sight they spot.

Myra- Sameer's sister – is totally in the middle off side-hugging onto Arnav – longer than necessary. Yup. It's past the usual five-six second friendly side hug. She's literally clinging onto him trying to make conversation while holding onto him that way.

I don't freaking like the sight of it.

Yeah.I don't. I most surely don't.

What's her problem? She just won't stop side-hugging him that way.

My Insides – Scowl.Why? Because – I just realise that I have been hit by a sudden voltage of Envy. Something – I have never felt before with a man in its focal point- as it's cause. (There were times – back when I was with Rob in presence around in general/public – that women have flirted with him casually on the pretext of being his fans. But it would never bother me this way. Infact it wouldn't bother me at all.I was always very cool and chill about it. Given that yeah – he's a sport celebrity etc. It's bound to happen etc. And now even though the latter is true for Arnav – I can't help but feel so fumed up with envy. I also do not like the fact that Myra distracted him momentarily – from the sight of my presence)

I cover up my expressions just in time as Arnav looks up at me from across and shoots me a happy gesture of his eye.

I nod at him acknowledging it– suddenly feeling very happy with the bit – that he remembered I was still around - and I just turn around to make my way to the washroom around first. I need to splash my face with some cold water – I guess?

There's no need for him to spot me feeling like an immature teenager consumed in silly envy. I mean he's only been so cordial and respectful with Rob's situation.There's no need for me to come across as territorial and silly just because he is chatting up with his team-mates/close friends – sister.

I enter the washroom and begin to wash my face.

Relax Khushi. Relax. Time to school myself. What is wrong with me? Oh maybe I am just going crazy in my head – because of these freaking intense jolts of different shades of numerous emotions which is why I can't think straight. Perhaps? I 'v just been feeling so vulnerable by the thought of him leaving. Yeah. That's why my head is acting up this way.

I wipe my face and head to the stall to freshen up taking deep breathes. I just need to focus on my work and then focus on keeping calm until after the mixer tonight. I am right on that thought when my phone beeps.

Its Arnav.

Wait. Freshning up can wait. I need to text him first – given the potential presence of Myra around him. I am still in the stall though. I lean against the door and open up my DM.

Him : Khushi – so these two girls that you just saw are Myra and Tina. Myra is Sameer's sister.She studies here. Remember he talked about it in front off you. Ok – Sameer just wants us all to chill at the lounge here at the reception for a bit given that these two want some coffee and stuff. So yup I am right here. Kinda waiting to steal another glance at you when you make your way up the elevator.

I smile at that on reflex. Theres no need to feel envy – Khushi. I remind myself that. He has his eyes on You.

Me : yeahh...I remember...also funny thing – I bumped into them on my way in. They were in a rush. I was in a rush. We got talking a little. She mentioned the same – seeing me dressed in Englands cheer squad.

Him : okay..but... Wait – are you okay? Are you hurt anywhere? Because of the rushed bump?

I bite back my grin.

Me : I am okay Arnav. See you out in a minute.

Him : Waiting.

I get on with freshening up now quickly. And it is right then I hear a happy cheerful voice from the outside that says – " oh my god – Tina. I am so excited that Bhai wants us to go that mixer. I mean – finally after so long I am going to get some time around ASR. You know I'v been crushing on him since forever but I just never had the guts to act on it prior. But he's single now. And also super sweet and charming as always. I think – I wana spend a lot of time hovering around him tonight which also means that we need to get back to the accommodation quick after this coffee – so that I can change and get ready and stuff...I wana leave a different impression...you know???"

WHAT THE??????????

What did she say she wants to do? Spend all evening around Arnav? Freaking Hell. Leave a different impression.As if? Puff. That is So not happening Babe.

I hear Tina answer – " yeah yeah....for sure...I know you wana leave an impression that will make him see you more than his friends little sister – I guess??"

Myra chuckles – " exactly my point..."

Yup.

I'v lost it.

My insides are fuming + scowling all together in crazy fluctuations of emotional voltage like never before. Just look at her audacity - just because My Arnav's super sweet, friendly, grounded and charming – look at her wanting to get all coy around him taking the advantage of the bit that she is Sameer's sister.

Wait.

Wait.

Did I just say that out loud in my head?

My Arnav.

Holy Hell.

Godaamit these emotions.They are consuming me.All of Me. So that's the trick they use? Open your door to them once with open arms –and they hold the potential to flood in out of nowhere and bombard you with heavy duty voltage making you feel stuff that you'v never felt before?

Yeah – maybe that's just how they Roll.

Totally.

That's what they do.I can vouch for it – given what I am feeling right now or prior? Anyways– I will deal with that later.

For now - I should just focus my head back to the couple of immediate tasks at hand.

Tsk. Tsk.

Hard Luck Myra. I'v already got my application filed into Arnav's mind. Plus too bad for you – I'v also just realised that I just don't have it in me to back off from countering the situation you are planning tonight given that its – Arnav – in context here.

Yup.

Sorry Guys.

I Gotta go for Now. See you in a Bit? Need to Rush.These couple of tasks need my immediate attention.

Oh just in case you are wondering. What are those couple of tasks at hand?

First one – being that I really need to finish up that work first with regards to that post I need to have up live by 7 pm. And second being the bit – that I gotta Steam Iron my Black Dress – before beginning to get ready for the Mixer – Tonight! Ofcourse.

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TADAAAAAA!!

How was That Guysssssssss?? Did you all enjoy reading the Voltage of Emotions from Khushi's POV? Now you all know why I split these Gaming/Emotional Voltage updates into two right? totally wanted each to stand out on their own!(Winks)

Next Update: Monday Night Mostly

Take 12 – Short Circuit.

I'll see you soon guys.

Until Then – Please take care and Stay Indoors and Safe guys!!!! 🙏🙏🙏🙏

Thanks, Guys, for all the Support and your Precious Time to my Work!

Much Love

Always

Prachi

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