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porn screenings. The dirtiness is in their moans, he used to say.
‘Are you high?’ asked Dhruv.
‘Will you try to charm my pants off if I am?’

‘Maybe later, but for now, we have to break into Raghuvir’s room.’
‘The second-year guy? Sorry, can’t do. It’s beneath my dignity.’ Sanchit
frowned.

‘The professor, Raghuvir.’
‘When do we strike?’ asked Sanchit.
‘Now.’

He hit the pause button, put out the cigarette. ‘We have to be discreet with this
sort of a thing.’ His tone suddenly changed to resemble someone from the Secret
Services. ‘One mistake and it’s all done.’

‘Stop being melodramatic.’
‘I’m not in if we are not giving names to each other. I’m Black Hawk, you’re
Charlie.’

‘I’m doing it alone. I promised Ritika and I wouldn’t let her down,’ said
Dhruv and left the room. Sanchit followed closely.
‘Why are we doing this for her? And what exactly are we doing?’ whispered

Sanchit as they scaled the locked gate of the faculty building.
‘She’s my responsibility. And I will tell you.’

‘I didn’t know Ritika was a toddler.’
‘I don’t want to be the guy who falters,’ Dhruv argued.
‘Dude, you have severe control issues.’
‘You would have issues too if you found out about your father’s weekly trysts

with prostitutes far uglier than your mother while you wait for him to sober up
and get your mother from another man,’ said Dhruv.

‘That’s too much information to be shared amongst men. I think we should be
married now.’
‘. . .’
‘But I’m sorry.’

Both of them walked across the lawn gingerly as if they were inmates running
to hide from the prison light.

‘You didn’t strike me as rich,’ said Sanchit.
‘I’m not. What’s that to do with anything?’
Sanchit spoke as they jumped over the last fence. ‘It’s just not a very middle-