"Dhruv! What the hell?", she shouted and tried to push him away from the glass shards. He almost stepped on it. He didn't budge an inch. He was still searching for something in the liquor cabinet. Since he decided to go bare feet today for some reason, Riya was scared that he might hurt himself.
"Let's go to your room!", she said, trying to pull him with her. But, he held onto the cabinet door and refused to let go.
"Fuck!", she had to curse and leave him be.
"Why are you behaving like a kid? You are going to get hurt....", she explained him but his focus was completely distracted.
"Are you real, real?", he repeated again. Why does he keep asking if she was real? She couldn't understand.
"I'm real, Dhruv. What's your problem? You're completely drunk. You need to stop this and go to your room right now", she almost yelled at him.
He stared for more than a minute. She was feeling restless, but she didn't move either.
