You and India were at her house, seated on the same desk. She was trying to teach you one of the many languages her people spoke: Tamil (as you had requested her to). But you couldn't help but be a bit distracted, her house was filled to the brim with interesting tapestries, artifacts and colour. You, unintentionally, had your attention elsewhere because of this. Until India abruptly stopped talking about language and furrowed her eyebrows, looking you dead in the eye.

🇮🇳: "Are you listening or not?"

She asked, tapping her foot impatiently.

[!ART IS NOT MINE]