Né Mort
Chapter:1
The ring rolled down into the pocket from Zain's hand as he looked towards the street light giving a dull outlook. The night was overcast by clouds and the boy who had just turned sixteen knew how to manage in the downpour.
"What now?" Zain challenged his voice in the bitter cold.
"Yeah nothing much....you know it's midnight already , i have just got to make it home as soon as possible" Arsh quickly replied giving a look towards the street leading towards his home . He had been a slim guy with a bit of beard grown up under his chin as it is he had touched puberty.
The other with a muscular build gave a good laugh for his next sentence " I know.... I know you have got Hitler's cousin and Medusa herself at home to welcome you " and continued his smile growing bigger seemed like he was welcoming Arsh to accompany the laughter.
