Whiskey and Wanderlust: My Lonely Nights with A...

My name is Alex, and I stay alone in one big apartment complex. You know, those kinds of places where people are always in hurry, music blaring from everywhere, but nobody really talks to each other properly. Everyone minds their own business, like in Mumbai or Delhi hostels, but this was in Bangalore, near the IT parks. I was doing my engineering, sharing nothing with anyone, just my small one-room flat on the third floor.

But there was another person nearby, Abigail. She had been living there for almost a year now. She was a student too, studying commerce or something in some college nearby. Abigail was always so friendly, with that big smile that lit up the whole corridor. She had a bunch of friends who came over all the time, girls and boys laughing and chatting late into the night.

I had a massive crush on her. Her long black hair, those dark eyes that sparkled when she laughed, and her figure? Oh man, she was curvy in all the right places. Full breasts that strained against her tight tops, a round ass that swayed when she walked to the lift. But I was too shy. Every time I saw her in the hallway, I could only manage a quick 'hi' or 'hello', my face turning red like a tomato. She would smile back, say something sweet like 'How are you, Alex?', but that was it. She didn't know.

So one day, as I was sitting on my bed, watching her through the window, I thought about all those nights we spent together. And then it hit me - our secret! I wrote a story now to tell you about us and how we came into each other's lives.

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