NEX – Hey, just tell me one thing. You flew away from here like Daddy's little angel… why didn't you come back?
Girl – So, when I reached the bank, there was already a massive queue. I stood in line. Just when it was about to be my turn, the guy goes on a lunch break. Classic!
Then I waited… and waited… and guess what? Nature called. So I ran to the bathroom.
By the time I got back, the line was longer than my patience. I stood again.
Hours later, I finally reached the counter and asked for a loan.
But nooo... Mr. Genius at the counter says, "You're at the wrong desk."
So I switch counters — more line.
Waited again.
Finally, it's my turn.
I tell the guy I want a loan. He says, "Go see the manager."
I go full Hulk mode and march to the manager.
He's like, "Do you have land?"
Me: "No."
Him: "Do you have a bank account?"
Me: "Barely."
Then I thought of you.
And instead of applying for a loan, I applied for your address.
Now I'm here, and you're acting like I'm some kind of unwanted ad. You rude potato.
Girl – Uh... what's your name again?
NEX – Nex. And yours?
Girl – Celeste.
NEX – You do realize you've been scrubbing the same plate for the past half-hour, right?
Celeste – I'm not your maid, genius.
Celeste – Go wash your own dishes, Mr. Grumpy Pants.
NEX – Cook something then!
Celeste – Have you ever cooked anything in your life?
NEX – Uhh… define "cooked"?
Celeste – Let's check the fridge.
(Opens fridge)
It's packed… with disappointment.
There's veggies, eggs, fruit… and all of it looks like it's been in there since the Mughal era.
Let's try making an omelette.
(Grabs eggs)
Oh great, they're expired. The veggies are mushy. Even the apples look depressed.
Celeste – There's literally nothing to cook. What do you want me to do? Make air-fry air?
NEX – Let's just go to the shop.
Celeste – Ugh. You and your drama.
NEX – You know what's the most beautiful thing in the world?
Celeste – What?
NEX – Me... in a mirror .
Celeste: Okay… bread, eggs, noodles, tomatoes, potatoes — basically the entire grocery store.
Celeste: Wait a sec, hold this — my phone's ringing.
Nex: Uh… you don't even have a phone?
Celeste: So what?! I'm still a girl carrying a mountain of groceries — you're just going to let me do it all?!
Nex: Eh… fair.
Celeste: Nex, hurry up. Let's go home and cook before we both starve.
Celeste: Do you even know what we're doing in this world? Like… what is the purpose of all this?!
Nex: I don't know anything anymore.
Celeste: If I knew, I would've asked you first, Mr. Philosophy.
Nex: My cat left me too… meow.
Celeste: Wow. Deep. Anyway — we're home.
Nex: You even remembered the way?!
Celeste: Yes! Because I actually use my brain.
Nex: Ah. Respect.
📣 (Narrator voice): And at that moment, our two lovebirds stopped listening to their hearts… and started listening to their stomachs.
Celeste: Honestly, maybe we should've cooked first before all this drama.
Nex: You already ate like a royal.
Celeste: So, Nex, what do you want now?
Nex: Anything. I'm a food vacuum.
Celeste: Yeah, I thought you'd say that. Guess we're cooking today.
Nex: Cool. I'm off to shower.
Celeste: Of course you are, Khadoos 2.0.
🎩 Celeste (in MasterChef mode): Today, I — Chef Celeste — will teach you how to make… potato and eggplant vegetable.
Step 1: Peel everything like you're peeling your emotional layers.
Step 2: Heat oil in a pressure cooker.
Step 3: Toss the veggies in. Don't forget salt and chili! Don't be basic.
Step 4: For baingan bharta, roast the eggplant, slice it like a samurai, and sauté it with love (and spices).
Step 5: Add cumin, salt, masala, and a tiny sprinkle of patience.
BOOM! Dinner is served, peasants.
Nex: That's it? Dinner's ready?! , Chef Drama.
Celeste: Yeah, yeah… one minute you're yelling, the next we're bonding over vegetables
Nex and Celeste eat dinner like two people who just survived a cooking show with emotions.
Celeste: he is Still grumpy though
NEX – Having dinner with este
Celeste – Don't call me este
Nex – Well, stop called me grumpy
Celeste – Ugh, whatever,
Celeste – So, Mr. Chef-in-training, how's the food?
Nex – Hmm… it's not bad, just slightly less tasty than cardboard.
Celeste – Just like your jokes.
Nex – I'm off to bed.
Celeste – Hold it! That's MY bed!
Nex – Uh, I was here first. You can snuggle the couch.
Celeste – Please! I'm not sharing a room with Captain Grumpy over here. I went to the other room—guess what?
No bed. No fan. Just one broken chair and a spider named ROM who looked just as annoyed as me.
Celeste – That room is a trap!
Nex – You'll survive. The sofa's soft. Ish.
Celeste – I am not a sofa sleeper. I'm a bed person. With taste.
Nex – Then scoot over.
Celeste – Only if you stay on your side and don't breathe like a dying engine.
[A few minutes later...]
Celeste – Draws an invisible line down the bed
"This is MY side. That's YOUR side. You cross over and I will unleash my inner Grumpy Goddes