"Hi sweetie, looking for branded cosmetics and purses!" asked Indira. Hearing her voice Swati turned around and said with a smile, "Yes, I am looking for a pink shade in
lip-gloss and lipstick as well and a matching purse well suited for my dress."

Finally, after a lot of searching Swati purchased 'L'Oreal' dark pink lip-gloss and lipstick and a 'Gucci' purse. Swati cleared the payment with her credit card and then both besties walked out from an expensive shop in a reputed mall in Mumbai.

Swati's lifestyle was plush and she came from a rich business class. Fair complexion, height five feet six inches, sleek figure, and gorgeous. Indira was her bestie since school. She too inherited from a rich business class but she was not at all stylish as Swati. She was five feet tall, slightly plum, slightly dark, and had a baby round face with cute dimples.

Unlike Swati, Indira was not much of a party-goer but she used to always accompany her best friend.

"Indu, let's eat something, I am starving." Swati requested. "Sure dear, I am too starving, let's have pizza". Both of them went to California Pizza to have a grub. Before having pizza, Swati insisted to have beer but Indira rejected her offer. "No, beer now, tonight we are going to party and as usual you will get high. So, no beer dear," said Indira. Swati made faces like a child and then agreed to have only pizza.

The two of them had pizza and finally reached home. It was 4 pm...