FF: The Hangover (Updated)

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Prologue

An unfamiliar sense of nervousness coursed through his body as he waited for the phone to be answered. They had really messed up this time. He turned around to look at the rest of them who were a few paces behind him; Aman had his head in his hands as he leaned against the motionless car's door, his pristinely pressed blue shirt now covered in grime and ripped in a few places, NK was sitting on the bonnet, cross-legged and looking down at his hands ashamedly. Then there was Khushi who was sitting in the car, her usual plait was tousled and her clothes were muddy, staring ahead into the vast desert-like area ahead unseeingly. He turned around as the embarrassment welled up inside him, averting his attention to the rocks on the floor and started kicking them around aimlessly.

"Hello?" Said the worried voice through the receiver. He cleared his throat before he began and raised his head as he spoke,

"Payal it's me, Arnav"

"Arnav, where on earth are you? I'm freaking out!"

"Yeah listen...err" he sniffed before continuing and adjusted his aviators, "We messed up."

"What are you talking about?"

"The bachelor party, the whole night, things got out of control and err...we lost Akash" he said slowly and fearfully as he breathed unevenly into the Blackberry in his sweaty palm.

"What?" she said slowly, frustration seeping into her normally level voice.

"We can't find Akash" he stated looking up into the distance, running a hand through his ebony black hair.

"What are you saying Arnav? We're getting married in five hours!"

"Yeah, that's not gonna happen" he said as he squinted against the breeze that tickled his exposed chest, through his filthy, half buttoned up shirt.