He was cloud nine walking into the arcade, with a grin that spread from ear to ear and a little bounce in his step. Watching him, Ahaan felt a deep frown coming over his own features, but waited patiently for Sanskar to practically skip up to the counter, completely ignorant of his best friend's countenance.

"You ran into her again, didn't you?" Ahaan deadpanned once Sanskar had situated himself happily onto a stool.

The dark-haired man nodded ecstatically, his grin becoming impossibly wider.

"And you probably teased her, didn't you?"

Like an ecstatic bobble-head doll, the man just kept nodding.

"And did you make her cry?"

"Yeah," the man said dreamily.

"And did she say she hated you?"

"Yep."

"And did she storm away vowing to never speak to you again?"

"Sure did."

Ahaan sighed and shook his head. "Then why are you so happy?"

"Because she slapped me." Sanskar said, practically glowing as he reached a hand up to cradle a slightly reddened cheek.

Quirking an eyebrow, Ahaan prompted, "And that's good, because...?"

Sanskar laughed at Ahaan's utter ignorance. "It was like being touched by an angel."

With a groan, Ahaan rolled his eyes. "Dude, you're hopeless."

The smile stretching over Sanskar's lips led Ahaan to believe he wasn't saying anything Sanskar didn't already know.

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^I will not be saying thank you and all because these are not mine and I don't want to snatch others appreciation ❤