Role Play

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He is boring corporate office manager. He is not the most handsome guy I know. But I love him most. He always wanted to be news anchor. Actually, it is British Broad Casting (BCC) news reporter . We often do this role play, where he broadcast our love in the form of news. He needs to be slightly drunk. He does these stupid stuff where I am that corresponding agent in the life line. Here it is :
He: Namestey! Welcome to BBC service with Mr. Jeevan Sagar. Today, we have Srijana with fresh update about the world scenario. Welcome Ms. Srijana my love.
Me : Thank you!
He: How is present state of our love affair?
Me: I am madly in love with this news anchor. He is sweet and cute .
He: Oh! Thank you! I love you too.
Me: Umm!
He: So, tell me about the corona virus cases in United States? Is it improving? How about New York?
Me: It is improving. Everything is going normal slowly.
He: You might think I am drunk but I am not. I am full in mood. Do you know something?
Me: What?
He: How many people are there in this world?
Me: Around 7.8 billion.
He: Among this 7.8 billion people, there is one favorite person . And you are that person to me. Do you know why?
Me: Because when your 7th sense gets on you and all your six sense does not work and make you nonsense in the name of love than this happens sweetheart.
He: I love you. You are the only person on this world who understands me better than myself. And I am that person in your life. 
Me: I love you more.
He : I love you more than you do.
Me : Okay! let's break up.
He: What ? The lover of news anchor is going crazy. It is not going to happen.
Me: But  it is best option available. In this condition we will never break up.
He: Who wants to break up? There is something wrong in this news update.
Me: No, there is not.
He: I love you muahhh(kissing sound).
Me: Muahhhh(kissing sound )
He: This lover of news anchor is giving some kissing signal which is interrupting this broadcasting.
Me: hahahahhaha Stop! you are drunk. Sleep you are making noise. It might disturb others.
He: No, Baby! I am not sleepy. I want you to see me. I know it won't matter even if I don't say a word. You will enjoy it.
Me: Umm!
He: Where are you? I cannot see you . Video is connecting...
Me: Give me second. I will call you back.
He: Yeah! I can see you.
Me: You look  cute in beard. My motu Kabir Singh(romantic indian actor with beard). I like you more.
He: And you like french toast, kiss and beard.
Me: I love you !
He: Right now it is 1 a.m in the morning in BBC service. News anchor's girlfriend is loving him.
Me: You need to go office tomorrow morning. You need to sleep. I am jobless and it is day here. I can talk all night.
He: I am not sleepy.
Me: I can see those sleepy and drunk eyes.
He: Do you think I should sleep here or go home.
Me: Can you drive?
He: I can .  It looks better going home right now than in morning.You know how good I am. I drove to your home, pick you up and took you for drive when I was damn drunk. So, I can.
Me: If so, drive safe and go home. You can reduce stress of morning. I love you. Good night.
He: Okay than. I will talk with you tomorrow baby. I love you. Take care.
(Phone hangs ......)
I am madly in love with this man. More I try to not love him. More I fall deep into his love. My BBC news reporter , I love you most in this world.





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