"It's alright",I smile at a child,about five to six years old when she apologises for bumping into me,in the corridor.

I hum to myself,taking a seat.

"Umm."

"Where are we going?"

The both of them look at each other.

I scroll through my mobile, looking for new places to eat at,as I continue to hum.

"What do you think of— What?"

Anshu looks at me worriedly,and then glances at her boyfriend,to which he just nods.

I roll my eyes when Anshu pokes my arm, jumping back a good two feet when I don't respond.

"Stop being dramatic. Let's go for lunch. And I'll tell you what happened. I'm hungry."

I'm...