Coffee has had a very huge significance in our relationship. It's not that either of us loves coffee a lot, it's just that various coffee houses across the city, namely and mainly Gloria Jeans, have given us a venue to build most of our memories on.
I remember the first time I called him to hang out. I had been to a very mundane iftaar party thrown by my boss at the time and was not willing to go home feeling so low.
So I placed a call to A and texted the rest of the people who I had met earlier with him. We all decided to hit Gloria Jeans for a cup of coffee.
When we got there, he suddenly realized that he was out of smokes. As he started to get back in the car to go buy some, I stopped him.
'I have some in my bag'
'Which ones?'
'Marlboro Lights... Pakistani.'
'Yaar, isko group main add karlete hain.'
That, I guess, was the beginning of our friendship for me.
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