I went to the washroom and looked at myself in the mirror. My eyes were puffy from oversleeping, my hair was a mess, and was looking more or less like a bird nest. There were marks because of the pillow cover on my face and overall I was looking like a beggar. I wonder whether they say the right thing “LOVE IS BLIND”, I mean or else why would Dhruv look at me and call me beautiful. God I need to get ready early. I brushed my teeth and hopped into the shower and had a relaxing bath. I came out with towel draped around me. I was surprised to see that Dhruv was still in my room setting my bed.
“Dude, get out. I need to get dressed” I shouted at him. He turned and saw me and started moving towards me. Oh god, not in the morning only. I was fidgeting in my place while he kept moving towards m
