This girl sitting diagonally to me, don’t know her name but seems worried, reason that I have figured out is her college fee(may be). She has already received a no of phone calls from her father as tomorrow is the last day to submit. And the only way of submitting it is through online banking. She has her hairs tied behind with a pony tail and she is indulged in her phone wonder what she is doing. She is tall thin with broad eyes no make up wearing denims not bothered about what everyone else in the compartment is upto.
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