Dabara Tumbler - 6

by Omahazeeya in English Fiction Stories

"Hi Himani, Khushi here." When she apprehended Khushi over the phone, she was huddled into a bale of Himani, her legs and arms crumpled to her body around in her clear, blue-grey blanket that matched the plush, fluffy floor ...Read Moreher mobile propped up against her ears with her pillows. She had no idea what time it was. She had not set an alarm for this morning—Himani usually benefitted a couple days off in a week—since, this week's saturday at her workplace was especially driven by her, she'd to rule out her routine and have a single off week. Yesterday Read Less