Aaryan Khanna

Both of us looked at the vapes in between his forefinger, middle finger, and thumb. We both thought about this shit for a couple of seconds as we continued to glare at his hand.

“Decide quickly. Ya want it or not?”

I turned to my right at Sooraj. He turned and looked into my eyes. Both of us were confused and scared, perhaps. Sooraj said, “This… doesn’t look like the legit thing to do, man.”

“But, pal… w-what about th-the bad marks? How else… are we going to cope up with that?”

“S-Studying…”

“Do you think that… I failed… because I didn’t study? Because I didn’t try my best?”

“I…”

Rohit then said, “Well, it increases concentration too.”

I turned to him. “I’ll… I’ll take it.”

Rohit smiled as he looked at the fight. He then turned to me. “Then why wait?”

I turned my head down, looked at the two vapes in his hand, and then took up one. I kept one end in my mouth and asked, “How do you use it?”

“Well, just blow it in, keep the vapor in your mouth for some seconds, then inhale it in. It’d then come out some time later.”

“O-Okay,” I replied. I then turned my eyes on the vape and concentrated on that shit. I blew the air in, and kept it as it is for a few seconds.

Sooraj had his eyes on me as he looked at me fucking trying that shit out, ya see. That asshole turned to Sooraj and extended the second one to him. Sooraj looked down at his hand and the device. “It’s free. Lemme tell ya that it’s not less than seven hundred in the market. We already sell it for too low, and y’are getting it for fucking nothing.”

Sooraj continued to glare at it. He then turned to his right at me.

I moved the vape out of my mouth and blew out a puff. I then exhaled in from my mouth, turned my head downward, and then fixed it in my mouth again.

Sooraj then turned to Rohit’s hand again. He moved his right hand up and took it from Rohit’s hand. Rohit then moved his hand down and stuffed it inside the pocket of his pants. He turned to the fight again. Sooraj continued to glare at the vape in his right hand. He then slowly moved that shit to his mouth, fixed it in his mouth, and then blew in.

Rohit continued to glare at the fight going on. He looked at Vikram punching a guy in front of him. Another punch. Another one. Rohit smiled—like an absolute fucking asshole enjoying seeing other people getting fucked. He then turned to his front at Sooraj.

Sooraj turned his head up skyward and blew out a puff. He then turned his head to the front and looked at Rohit, who was grinning with pride. “Well, ya did it, motherfucker. How was it?”

Sooraj’s eyes turned a little narrower. “Man, it tastes so nice.”

“Yeah, motherfucker, y’are right.”

Sooraj kept it in his mouth and blew in again. At the same time, I moved it out and blew out another puff. I then turned to him. “Yeah, pal, it’s really good, ya see. I thought it must have tasted like shit.”

Rohit nodded. “Now, try fighting those motherfuckers.” Rohit turned his head to the fight, and so did the two of us.

“That sounds fun, right?” I said.   

“At that point of time, we had lost control of all of our senses.”

“Yeah, man. Let’s fucking do it. I feel confident.”

“Well, that’s the power of this shit, motherfuckers,” Rohit said, his smile fading. “Now fight for us.”