Bhushan from Ambala is behind the counter in the tiny side-street shop, perched on a stool in lace lingerie that’s doing zero favors for his bulk. He drags a fat joint and immediately collapses into a coughing fit, tears streaking his face. Someone slips behind him, hands gripping his waist, thumbs brushing just right, and the Bajaj scooter outside revs like it’s cheering them on. Bhushan wheezes, “I’m fine yaar,” but the lingerie and the smoke make the whole scene feel like a bizarre, smoky dance.
Bhushan hit the joint in pink lace and instantly went full Bangalore Blow Back—coughing, tears streaming, hands on his waist, Bajaj revving outside, and the whole shop smelling like chaos.
by HorseCoq September 1, 2025
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