It was a usual, lazy evening at Aditi's house. The living room was wrapped in a soft orange glow as the sun dipped lower outside. Aditi was sprawled comfortably across the sofa, legs tucked under a blanket, a packet of chips resting on her stomach. One hand scrolled endlessly on her phone while the other popped chips into her mouth. Every few seconds, she'd burst into sudden laughter at something on her screen, completely lost in her own world.
Prateek came downstairs, noticed her state, and plopped down beside her with a tired sigh.

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