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white snow, that sort of shit, nature’s marvel, beautiful enough to make you jizz
in your pants, and then there will be little kids spoiling it all by clicking selfies
and giggling which would make you fucking mad and then you will pee all over

those little annoying kids.’
‘That’s the most incoherent shit I have heard in a while.’
‘I should write this stuff down. It’s gold.’

Dhruv waved a middle finger in his face.
‘Oh wait! You’re the boy who got into that scuffle with the seniors, right?’
Dhruv nodded. ‘Respect. By the way, I’m Sanchit.’ He thrust his hand forward.

Dhruv didn’t shake it. ‘Don’t worry, I use my left hand.’
‘Looks like you use your face.’
‘Aha. Sarcasm. A dying art I must say. Where did you learn it? Gossip Girl?

Pretty little liars? 90210? You look the type.’ Sanchit chuckled, retracting his
hand.
Dhruv looked away.

‘I like how you have got the whole angry young man thing going about. Very
80s but still very cool.’
‘You would know the 80s. Now fuck off.’

‘Your vocabulary is painfully limited. Your parents should have smacked you
with a dictionary.’

Dhruv waved his middle finger again.
‘Dude, the anger, the brooding eyes, the mysterious aura around you, the
veiny, big arms, the sarcasm, it’s like you’re trying to woo me. And if you had
the boobies, I would totally go for you. In fact that’s one of my long-standing

fantasies. I love a girl with muscles. Don’t raise your eyebrows like that.’
‘. . .’

‘That’s hypocritical and sexist. You can be ripped and a girl can’t you? I can
loan you some FBB porn. It’s epic. You must try it. You will realize how dirty
you’re in your head.’
‘FBB?’

‘Female Bodybuilding.’
‘Gross.’

‘What? Do you not like the female form? Or do you feel emasculated in front
of a beautiful, muscular woman who has bigger traps than yours?’
‘I wouldn’t give a shit.’