“You dog! Why the hell are you late?” I screamed the moment my eyes fell on that Idiot who stood downstairs with my mother having the funniest banter of his life.

He called me 3 hours ago saying he was on his way and then texted me that he'll be here at 7pm and now this bitch is here even before his time.

What the fuck is even up with his attitude?

“Ae, Yash manners. What is, dog and all?” My mum decided to change sides and chided me as I walked down the stairs and stood beside them.

“Aunty, she is just insecure. Dog is a small word, she actually curses me like I am some ghost in her life.” And my eyes widened in shock because he was lying.