I placed my head on my palm, resting my elbow on the car’s window and closing my eyes, wondering how much work I could have done if I hadn’t agreed to come out here to meet these two idiots. I looked to my side, seeing Ishaan in the driver’s seat, side-eyeing Aditya, who was present in the backseat of the car.

The reason? Aditya Kashyap’s potential arranged marriage meetup. Perhaps, a date would be a nicer word, since she is going to be her fiancé soon.