Sid abhay piya roasting each other gpt style


Siddharth (leans back):
This is so beneath me. I should be in Paris right now, sipping blood out of a champagne flute.
Abhay:
Please. The only thing you’d sip is your own reflection.
Piya:
Seriously, Sid, do you wake up every morning and just bathe in ego?
Siddharth:
Jealousy is a disease, Piya. Get well soon.
Abhay (glancing at Piya):
Don’t worry. It’s not contagious. Her immunity developed after dating me.
Piya:
Exactly. After you, nothing hurts anymore. I once stubbed my toe and thanked it for being emotionally available.
Siddharth (laughs):
Oh this is fun. Can we do this every day? You two should start a podcast—“Vampires with Trust Issues.”
Abhay:
You can be the guest on the “Narcissists Anonymous” episode.
Piya:
With a bonus segment: “Why Siddharth Can’t Keep a Girlfriend Without Compulsion.”
Siddharth (grins):
And why Piya keeps falling for vampires like it’s a Twilight fanfiction gone rogue.
Abhay:
Better than falling for mortals who think Axe body spray is a personality.
Piya (sighs):
I should’ve dated that werewolf. At least he didn’t come with a family of decorative vampires who drink pomegranate juice and call it ‘blood’.
Siddharth (to Abhay):
You see? She’s ungrateful. We’re giving her epic, immortal love… and she wants Alina’s dog-boy cousin.
Piya:
Honestly, I just want peace, chai, and one day without drama. But no, I get Mr. Cold-and-Broody and his sarcastic clone.
Siddharth:
Clone? Please. I’m the upgrade.
Abhay:
If you’re an upgrade, then Windows Vista was a revolution.
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