8. The One Where I Come Back

K A B I R P O V :-

Boarding off the plan, I slung my laptop bag tighter around my shoulders and listened to the announcement vibrating above me.

Belt 5.

There I would get my luggage. My eyes were weary from the lack of the sleep. When I had woken up, I had made up my mind to sleep in the flight, but all thanks to the person sitting next to me who had forgotten to bring his headphones. Being polite, I had even offered my headphones but he had looked at him as if I had done a crime.

Whatever.

Rubbing my fist against my closed eyes, I followed the directions to the belt 5 and waited for my luggage to come.

I should at least call Alina, but wouldn't it be early? She must be getting ready for the college, or still sleeping, as far as I knew her. How would she get to college?

College is within walking distance.

Yeah, but. I shook my head, endeavoring to shake off the worry laying behind them. It wasn't like she was all alone in Bangalore, and she couldn't handle herself. We were fightin