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Niragi was on the phone with a friend, talking about how he was probably going to go out and enjoy himself, all while having someone's head lay on his lap. Their hair was soft, slipping in between Niragi's fingers. He couldn't get enough of it, touching it constantly as a way to keep his free hand occupied for the time being.
"Stop petting my hair..."
"You're the one who wanted to lay on me like a damn cat."
"Because there's nowhere else to lay."
"How about in bed."
"...What do you mean by that Niragi."
"You know exactly what I mean."