Sumaira awoke an hour ago, she saw that her laptop was still on, the tracing programme still went on. Slumping down on her bed, she kept checking through her profile and kept observing the different frequency showing on her screen.
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Humaira came by, after coming out of the shower. She had only a towel wrapped around her body and carried another towel to dry her hair. She sat down on her bed and pat dried her hair. She saw Sumaira down on her bed on her laptop.
Humaira: What are you even doing on your laptop?
Sumaira: umm, seeing my writing programme?
Humaira: yeah right!? *rolling her eyes*
Humaira stood up and went behind her dressing stand. She chose a casual, diva, western look. She came out and asked for Sumaira to ask if she looked great.
Humaira: how do i look?
Sumaira look up from her laptop.
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Sumaira: is that my top?
Humaira: not anymore it's not, but seriously how do i look?
Sumaira: like a boss bitch!
Humaira: thank you!
BOTH THEIR PHONES WENT OFF
Humaira: ooh invitation to Aryan's!
Sumaira: it's forwarded from Sanaya.
Zainab 😄❤
Sanaya forwarded,
Hi Sweetheart! Before you delete this message. Listen, your invited to Singhania's mansion for the wedding reception of Kishan Bhai and Divya's! Oh and your girl friends are invited, see you at 2:30pm!
