Dhruv was yelling "Okay, okay, I'm comin', I'm comin'" he woke up and he realized somebody was knocking on the door.
His head was pounding. It was like the insides had swollen so much they were pushing on his skull. His eyes also hurt really bad. He never noticed the morning sun so bright and glaring before. He rolled over to push his face into his pillow, and his stomach couldn't keep up with the rest of the body. For a second he thought he was going to vomit.
This must be the reason of he cried him to sleep last night, he thought vaguely. Man, I am sick. As he peered through the peephole, the last person in the world he expected to see was standing on the other side of the door, Ditiya's beautiful face was flawed only by the creases of concern. She knocked again, and this time a feeble
