London, United Kingdom, 6:45 AM:

A girl is seen running uphill in a secluded area, even before the sun has fully risen.

A certain determination in her quick long strides as if she's raising against something or someone.

Coming to an abrupt halt as she reaches the top of the hill, not even out of breath or breaking a sweat, as if she did this every day, looking towards the sky as if waiting for something.

'I beat you once again.' The girl thought to herself, her lips uplifting into a smirk as she saw the sunrise, turning out to be none other than Pragya Arora.

'But don't lose hope, you might just beat me one day, but today is not that day.' The girl thought to herself with a smug smile, as she took out her phone from her pocket to call someone.

And elsewhere, in a hotel room, someone's phone that was on the bed stand rang. The person whose phone it was was woken from his sleep and sluggishly reached only an arm out to grab his phone, still fully covered in a blanket.

"I don't like you, I hope you know that." The man said in a sleepy voice as he picked up the phone, still half asleep.

"Well if you don't like me now, you're going to hate me when you don't have time to eat breakfast because we have a meeting in an hour and a half." Pragya said teasingly with a soft smile.

"Why, what kind of person schedules a meeting this early in the morning?" The man asked in a whiney voice, as he reluctantly sat up on the bed, the blanket still wrapped around his shoulders, turning out to be none other than Dev Arora.

"Because that way we can get more things done during the day because time-." Pragya began to say about to go into philosophical mode.

"Yes, yes, I know, 'time won't respect you if you don't respect it' and blah blah, because apparently, time is somehow a living person who has feelings that can be hurt." Dev said jokingly, as he reluctantly got up from bed.

"Good, you do know, okay now meet me in the hotel lobby in 30 minutes." Pragya said with a chuckle, as she was about to cut the call.

"Okay see you in a bit." Dev said as he cut the call, going to the bathroom to freshen up, while Pragya jogged back to her car, driving back to the hotel.

And so exactly 50 minutes later Pragya and Dev are having breakfast, at the in-hotel restaurant, as they converse.

"But the Mehras are so much better." Dev argued.

"How are they better? The Mehras and the Khanna's have the same net worth, the same revenue, and sell the same products." Pragya reasoned.

"Exactly my point, they're basically the same company, we can go with either or, and I want the Mehras." Dev said with a victory smile, thinking that he had won.

"Well, I want the Khannas." Pragya said adamantly.

"The Mehras." Dev said just as adamantly.

"The Khannas." Pragya retaliated.

"Ugh, stop we're not doing this right now, let's just have breakfast in peace." Dev said making a face, while Pragya smiled victoriously, thinking that she had won, but only for the time being.

"Where's my omelet?" Pragya asked confused, as she looked down at her food to see half of her plate empty.

"What do mean?" Dev asked pretending to be oblivious, causing Pragya to narrow her eyes at him.

"Give me my omelet back." Pragya said in a nonsense way.

"What?" Dev asked with a chuckle.

"I know you have it, you know you have it, just give it back in one piece, and there will be no consequences." Pragya said in all seriousness.

"Well I do... but it's so much fun eating other people's food, it just gets tastier." Dev said lifting the plate of omelet that he had been hiding under the table, to show Pragya, getting up to run away as Pragya chased behind him.

"Come here you food thief, first when we were little, and even now!" Pragya yelled as she chased Dev out of the restaurant, and all around the hotel, both of them oblivious to all the weird looks that they were getting from bystanders, as they enjoyed each other's company.

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