"Why are you sweating? Should I decrease the room temperature a bit?" Asked Akira looking at David, who had slumped on the sofa and was holding his head between his hands.
David bit his lip and then he opened them to let out a faint gasp of air.
"Akira are you sure about doing it. I mean I am not against it but don't you think it is better if it happens the other way around?"
"I am not the girl who is going to wait for a knight in shining armor. Are you going to help me out or not?" Asked Akira with a slight;y irritated voice.
A perplexed David looked helplessly at Akira and then asked,
"What about Sunday? Sunday should be better. It's God's own day."
"No, I need it done this Saturday. At any cost. I have set my mind on it," replied Akira shaking her head.
"Why are you so hell-bent on Saturday?" Asked David.
