“Ignore him. He’s always grumpy,” Karan said.
“Not true,” Roshan insisted.
“Okay…what do you do for fun?” Karan challenged him.
“Lots of things,” Roshan said.
“Like what?” Vishal’s smirk could be heard loud and clear.
“I read.” Roshan narrowed his eyes at his so-called friends.
“Great. What have you read lately—for fun?” Karan’s grin was wide. Only the people closest to him got to really see it.
Roshan shot Nimita a quick glance before answering. A slight flush hit his face.“The Journal of Medicine.”Roshan raised his eyebrows like he’d just done a mic drop.
Vishal and Karan looked at each other and burst into laughter.
“What?” Roshan looked from one man to the other, ignoring that Nimita still stood there, observing this interaction.
“Academic journals do not count as fun,” Vishal explained as if Roshan was five years old.
“Says you,” Roshan clapped back.
“Forget it, V,” Karan said, shaking his head. “Roshan wouldn’t know fun if it hit him in the face.”
“I’m getting ready to hit you in the face,” Roshan grumped.
“You would have to catch me first.” It was no secret that Karan was the fastest among them.
“Roshan’s idea of fun isstudying more, even now,” Vishal explained to Nimita.
“Just because I chase excellence, and some people sit on their Harvard degrees,” Roshan smirked.
“You wish you had a Harvard degree,” Vishal retorted.
Roshan rolled his eyes and sipped his coffee.
“Enough with the Harvard degree, V.” Karan nudged him.
“What? He brought it up.”
“What’s the big deal about Harvard?” Nimita asked.
“It’s the only school that Roshan didn’t get into. And Vishal went there for law school,” Karan explained.
“So where did you go?” she asked.
“University of Maryland for premed.”
“Huh.”
He felt his hackles go up. “It’s a good school. I chose to stay close to home for—” He cut himself off. “Anyway, I went to Johns Hopkins for med school.”
She raised an eyebrow at Roshan, who shrugged one shoulder as if he didn’t care. Her other eyebrow rose, and Roshan heated in shame. He had proved to her once before that being on top was his most important priority.
Karan shook his head. “Pull up the list Nimita sent you.”
Vishal glanced at his phone. “Nimita, this is amazing. You should come with us.”
