Author's POV~

As Kriti sat in her favourite coffee shop, engrossed in a novel, a familiar voice disrupted her peaceful solitude.
Turning around, she was surprised to see Meesha standing before her, her voice loud and cheerful as she spoke with a awkward smile "I hope I am not late this time!"
"You are late every time" Kriti responded, playfully teasing her as Meesha seated herself.
"Why did you call me?" Meesha questioned kriti, slightly puzzled.