The glare of the phone screen lit up Aadhi’s face in the dark of the living room. The clock on the wall read 11:47 PM. His thumb hovered over the search bar. Behind him, the ceiling fan whirred, pushing around the humid Kochi air. He typed:
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His best friend, Unni, had texted him an hour ago: "First day, first show for 'Natturajavu 2' tomorrow? My treat." The glare of the phone screen lit up
"Couldn't sleep," he said, locking the screen. The search result vanished. Behind him, the ceiling fan whirred, pushing around
He thought about the ancestral home, the monsoon, the sound of a wall falling. He thought about Unni’s invitation to watch a mass hero punch fifty goons. Then he looked at Meera’s hand, resting on the chair’s arm, close enough to hold.