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‘Huh?’
‘I don’t know why I just became the hostel warden.’
‘Can you hold my hair? I need to throw up a little,’ said the girl.

Dhruv did as asked and held her hair in a bunch while the girl grunted like a
hyena while she tried to vomit. At one point Dhruv saw her thrusting a finger
inside her food pipe and try again. Quite classy.

‘Did you—?’
‘Shut up and hold it well,’ the girl said and regurgitated her brains out. ‘I’m
done.’ The girl got up and dusted her knees. She was barely 5'4" but she had a

flat stomach and very taut quads.
The girl fetched a little sealed bottle of water from her pretty-looking handbag
and rinsed her mouth. She sanitized her hand.

‘Are you alright?’
‘Why?’ asked the girl.
‘You looked drunk.’

‘I wasn’t drunk,’ said the girl.
‘Pregnant, then?’
‘Not yet. I just had a little too much to eat tonight. Had to flush that out of the

system. Didn’t want those extra calories. You know what I mean, right? But
thank you and see you around.’ She thrust out her hand to shake. Dhruv bowed

and turned away from her.
‘Hey?’ the girl called out. Dhruv turned. ‘I liked your performance today.’

I Love u Rachu