what happend?
Bhavya woke with a start to the insistent blare of her alarm clock. Groggily, she turned to look at the time, her eyes widening in panic.
Bhavya sree
Shit, I'm late for class!
she threw off her blanket and jumped out of bed.
In a flurry, she scrambled to grab her towel and toiletries, rushing into the bathroom. As she turned on the shower,
Bhavya sree
Why didn't I hear the alarm earlier? This is not happening today!
She took the quickest shower of her life, barely giving herself time to dry off before pulling on a pair of jeans and a t-shirt, she tugged on her sneakers
Bhavya sree
I hope I don't forget anything important.
She grabbed her backpack, nearly tripping over it in her haste, and rushed out of her home and ran.
As Bhavya ran towards the bus stand, she came to a crucial intersection with two choices. To the left, a longer but safer route bustling with morning commuters, guaranteeing safety in numbers. To the right, a much shorter but risky shortcut through a dark alley notorious for illegal activities.
Bhavya sree
Alright, think fast, think fast
Bhavya sree
Safe and crowded, or short and risky...
Without hesitation, she chose the shortcut.
Bhavya sree
I have nothing to fear, *confidently* (Except for dogs.)
In a bustling classroom, Darshini sat at her desk, idly twirling her pen as she glanced at the empty seat beside her. She knew all too well that Bhavya was going to be late again today. With a resigned sigh, she had already placed her bag on the chair next to hers, reserving it for her perpetually tardy friend.
Darshini priya
You need to start setting multiple alarms.
Just then, Mr. Choi walked in, carrying a stack of papers. He glanced around the room and smiled warmly at the students.
Mr.choi
Good morning, everyone *placing some papers on desk*
Mr.choi
Let's take attendance before we begin.
As he started calling out names, Darshini kept glancing at the door, hoping to see Bhavya burst in at any moment.
Mr.choi
Bhavya? *looks up*
Darshini priya
She’s on her way, sir. She’ll be here soon.
Mr.choi
Alright, let's get started then.
He began the lecture, and Darshini tried to focus on the lesson, though she couldn't help but keep an ear out for the sound of Bhavya's hurried footsteps echoing down the hallway.
Soon, the sound of hurried footsteps echoed from the bottom floor. Bhavya came dashing into the classroom, out of breath and red-faced. She paused at the door, hands on her knees, trying hard to catch her breath.
Darshini glanced at her with a mix of amusement and relief
Darshini priya
Oh, finally, this bitch came, I don't have to spend the entire day alone.
Mr. Choi looked up from his notes, raising an eyebrow at Bhavya.
Mr.choi
Ms. Bhavya, care to explain why you're late again?
Bhavya, still struggling to breathe, could only manage a few gasps in response. Seeing her state, Mr. Choi shook his head.
Mr.choi
Just go take your seat. We'll discuss this later.
Bhavya nodded gratefully and stumbled over to her spot. She plopped down next to Darshini.
Darshini priya
Nice of you to join me, finally.
Bhavya sree
Bitch-, ha, do- yo-ha, what- *Breathing* happened?
Darshini priya
cool down, it's not like, it's the last time your seeing me.
Bhavya sree
They are follow *Breathing hardly*
Darshini priya
Just fucking breath first.
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