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"Sara, I don't want to come."
Sara rolled her eyes and said, "I don't want to hear any excuses. I told you that you are coming with me to the pub. We will enjoy."
Sara wanted to go to the pub to enjoy but Amira wasn't convinced with the idea of the pub. Born in a conservative family, she was taught that the daughters of their family don't visit such places and neither meet boys.
"What are you waiting for? I have picked a pretty dress for you. I am sure you would like it."
Sara shown her a white coloured one piece that would reach till her knees.
"Can't I come in these clothes?"
Sara looked at her from top to bottom and sighed. Hell! Who would allow her to enter the pub if she comes wearing her salwar kameez?
"Darling, if you don't want to wear this dress then it's okay. But don't wear this. I'll give you another pair of clothes",
Sara again started searching in her wardrobe. When for the first time Amira looked at her wardrobe, she was left shocked. She had all the kind of clothes, except traditional ones. But she had to say that Sara's dressing sense was way too good. That was the reason everyone used to look at her when they would be roaming out in the city.
Luckily for Amira, this time Sara gave her a pair of denims and a sleeveless black coloured top. Amira smiled at her and went to change while Sara started curling her hair.
By the time Amira came after changing, Sara was ready and looked absolutely stunning. The dark blue coloured body con dress hugged her curves perfectly making her look more alluring. Her make up was perfect and her curly hair added more to her charm.
"Wow! You already look so pretty. Dude, you don't even need any make up",
Sara complimented as she saw Amira. Sara was right though. Amira was beautiful.
Amira smiled back and as instructed by Sara, she left her hair open. Though Sara also tried to convince her to apply the make up, but Amira didn't agree. Sara sighed, but didn't argue more.
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As they entered the pub, Sara saw a few of her friends partying there. She waved at them and dragged Amira to them along with her. She hugged them and introduced Amira.
"Hey Amira! It's a pleasure to meet you", said Carl, one of Sara's friend.
"Same here", said Amira with a smile.
"Sara, here are your drinks", said Jordan as he gave Sara her drinks.
"Thanks!" shouted Sara because of the loud music.
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