Amrit stood in the middle of their room, frustration evident on her face as she stared at the mess of clothes scattered across the bed. Her entire wardrobe was laid out in front of her, yet she still couldn't find a single outfit she liked for Akshat's birthday party at his house. She huffed dramatically, arms crossed, and let out an exaggerated groan.
"Ugh! I don't have anything to wear!" she whined, turning towards Akshat, who had been silently observing the chaos from a safe distance, his hands tucked into his pockets.
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