Friends, Sisters, Weirdos: S1-Falling In Love With Reyaansh Singhania - Page 53

"You mean Vishesh who is obsessed with you and spends entire conversations simply staring at your breasts?" Kriya demands, eyebrows raised in concern.

"That creep?!" Swayam's voice raises an octave or two in shock, alarm evident on his face.

Taani simply rolls her eyes. "Vishesh is harmless, I can handle him. Believe me, I've dealt with worse."

"Oh, I believe you alright!" says Rey.

"For sure," adds Sharon.

"I could see it," Shivam tells her.

"See?" Taani says to her siblings. "Why do Rey and Sharon have more faith in my capabilities than you do?"

"You punched a f**king hole just millimeters away from my ear," Rey reminds her.

"You're also absolutely terrifying, which is saying something considering the fact that it's coming from me because I'm absolutely terrifying," Sharon points out.

"That's all fine and dandy," Kriya drawls, "except Rey and Sharon don't care about your safety and well-being. Exhibit A, he provoked you in a situation where you had to resort to punching the wall dangerously close to his face. You still have the damn bandage on, Taani!"

Her day started with her brother pushing her off of her bed with all his might.

(Yes she threw a paperweight at him, but that's not the point.)

She was then met with the putrid smell of Sharon's apology breakfast, which alone had her wanting to make nice with her cousin, but she fought through it.

(She ran out the door at lightning speed and puked in their shrubs, po-tay-to po-tah-to.)

Then she walked to college, because Arjun rode off without her and she couldn't handle riding in the same car as Sharon, and bless that it's only a thirty minute walk because one second more and Saara would've puked again, and this time probably on an actual human being like the misogynistic ass from the medical department.

(That actually didn't sound like such a bad idea, now that Saara had some time to think about it.)

And of course, her perfectly horrid morning was completed by APS with hitler didi and- oh what's this? Presentation day? After the month she had, Sigmund Freud and his pedophilic "theories, were the absolute last thing to cross Saara's mind.

(To be honest, she doesn't remember doing shit for this project.)