The Aftermath of Punishment

Aryan, Ayush, and Avni lay sprawled across the garden floor, their bodies aching from the Murga torture.

"I can't feel my legs," Aryan groaned.

Ayush sighed. "I think my spine is permanently damaged."

Avni glared at them both. "I hate you idiots for coming up with this plan."

"You were part of it!" Aryan shot back.

"I hate myself too," Avni muttered.

Just then, Arnav and Anirudh stepped out onto the balcony, sipping tea like nothing had happened.

Arnav smirked. "Still alive?"

Anirudh chuckled. "Impressive. I expected them to pass out by now."

The younger trio groaned in unison.

A Dangerous Idea

That night, as the three recovered in Ayush’s room, Aryan suddenly sat up.

"Okay, hear me out—"

Ayush threw a pillow at him. "NO. No more ideas. I want to live."

Avni added, "My legs still hurt. I’m not risking another round of torture."

Aryan pouted. "Come on! We can’t let them win! We need to—"

"—shut up and sleep," Ayush finished.

"But—"

Avni grabbed another pillow and smacked him. "Go. To. Sleep."

Meanwhile…

Anirudh glanced at Arnav. "You know they’re already planning their next disaster, right?"

Arnav smirked. "Of course. And this time… we’ll be ready."

To Be Continued…