A Few Hundred Poppies
"But how come you guys know Hindi? You're Bengali, Adi, and didn't West say that he's Pakistani?"
I let out a small laugh. "Dude, you don't spend 16 years jamming to Bollywood songs and not learn a new language."
"And, uh, Urdu and Hindi are pretty much the same, so," West added, scratching the side of his neck. Shrilly, the morning bell rang out across the EA hallways, leaving students to scatter to their classes. Ever muttered a 'shit, I'm gonna be late' and hurried off.
West fell into a line beside me as I strode on. "Please tell me your feet hurt like hell too," he casually muttered, gaze fixed forward.
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