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To missing-in-action VIPS,
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On the rooftop of ARNY Hotel
NK: What are you doing up here?
Aman motions for NK to come closer: Come take a look.
NK followed his gaze to the Jabberwocky constellation shining brightly against the inky black.
Aman: Do you think there’s another world out there?
NK: What do you mean?
Aman: Sometimes, I feel like a puppet on strings. Like there’s someone controlling my every action.
NK: That’s ridiculous.
Aman: Always Mr. Practical, it’s like someone wrote you that way.
NK: We control our fates, Aman. I don’t believe in any other alternative.
Aman: I wish I could be sure. Anyways, I had a weird dream last night.
NK: What kind of dream?
Aman: The three of us were on this wooden ship. It’s a bright day of blue sky and tranquil waters. Suddenly, everything darkened and before we knew it, a storm was upon us.
NK: You’ve been under a lot of pressure lately.
Aman: I can’t explain it, but it’s like someone is trying to tell us something.
Aman: I don’t know dammit!
NK: Whatever comes, we’ll weather it together.
Aman: Should we tell Arnav?
NK: He’ll laugh you off the pages.
Aman: Speaking of pages, how’s that story you’ve been following?
NK: It’s …decent.
Aman: You still the only reader?
NK: No, we’ve grown in numbers.
Aman: Huh, maybe I should check it out. There’s something to be said about undiscovered writers. Less arrogance.
NK: Nah, you’ll feel right at home. They’re bossy and demanding as hell.
Aman: Aren’t you reading to relax? Why the hell are you spending your free time with people just like Arnav?
NK: Can’t seem to help myself. Anyways, I want access to that VIP Lounge.
Aman: What’s in it?
NK: I don’t know! It’s driving me crazy. I ugh… even tried breaking in.
Aman: How do you get in?
NK: K asks for comment bleeding, S demands word vomits.
Aman: Bet I’ll get the invite first.
NK: The hell you will!
Aman: What are you willing to bet?
NK: One week of being your PA instead of Arnav’s.
Aman: You’re going to regret that. Ok, I’m willing to meet like for like. If you get it first, I’m yours to command for an entire week.
NK: You’re on, mate.