Cornal

*Tapping, rubbing sounds* strokes were thicker and vivid than the girl that was in the cafe, she was figuring out how did she do it, 30 minutes of straight struggle she flopped on her sofa wonder how did her art was amazing, but she couldn't figure the proper stroke, suddenly a idea clicked in her head. 'You should choose from the pallet, and the size brush according to requirement, relax and then put a stroke, we are drawing a face follow me................' firm voice of a lady preached out of the phone, she was to focused at work that she forgot her tonight dinner with her friend. After an hour or so she felt like she was doing better, just then her phone ranged, picking up her phone call she made the guilty face we all have when we forget something important. Hanging up the phone call she quickly picked up her stuff and got ready as soon as possible. She wished she had a car for now, the speed she was walking in was almost like she might start running any moment, walking faster she reached the downtown restaurant her friend was at. "Hey!" a girl with boy cut and black trouser shirt seemed like a cutie, but her vibe was otherwise. She rushed into her arms "Hey, Cornal" she said Huffing, "have a seat, Laila" her voice was calming just like her feature and face. They talked for long, enjoying their food to the fullest. Both decided to walk to Laila's apartment, "why don't you move in with me!" said Cornal while looking straight, as soon as she said it she felt pairs of eyes stare her. She knew who it was turning her head to the side of Laila "or next to me!" she said slightly, to which Laila nodded in agreement, leaving Cornal in shock "really??" "hmmm" Laila said smiling in satisfaction. They reached Laila's apartment, as soon as they entered the apartment Cornal flopped on the sofa, "you haven't changed Laila" Cornal said as she viewed her room, the aesthetic study table with a big window in between and another table for her Art and stuff, wall installed bookshelf, bedroom with attached closet and washroom, and a small kitchen which had a kitten's bowl in the kitchen door. Laila's cat sitting near her small balcony, Laila's room was itself was mixed vibe, to organized for a girl who isn't home and has alot of work to do. But she was an exception who knew everything that can help her survive, only a few things that she didn't knew she wanted to know it. Cornal mind filled with memories, and to much nostalgia, she kept drinking the tears in her throat. Everyone thought Laila was a ghost mode person but she tried her best to fit in, even when she was uncomfortable. Laila might be a little wrong but she wasn't the only wrong person....

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