#insta_creations (Part-XIII)

12 floors from the ground- A boy bit his nails in anticipation as his favorite hero battled a dragon. 12 floors below- A boy bit his nails in futile hopes of taming the dragon spewing violent acid within his belly. Contrast blazed in the fire.

The penultimate show

Someone grabbed me by my collar and my eyes met the same pair of eyes that gorged a part of my soul earlier- PS was the Coordinator in charge of the whole floor our class was. Though getting caned lashes were no good after an exhausting session, Dev got the exact same lashes as me and that made me somewhat happy. Beaten, broken and after four more classes and three strenuous hours later, Shilajeet and I decided the day called for some refreshments and refreshments meant chilled beer and a few fags.