Simran was excited to go to Seynish' party, obviously, it wasn't going to be a cool DHA rich people party that she could get wild in and find rich husbands at, but still, it was something. She had already bought her fake Zara dress from Zainab Market close to Civil. She made sure she had 3 face masks on so no one would have recognized her. Some knock-off heels and she was ready. She was wondering if she should make her DHA accent but decided against it because it was only going to be cheapsters of Civil anyway.
Imtesal meanwhile, was trying to figure out which cologne to use. His friend ran a perfume business and he had asked him which one would impress Mishal the most, and make him smell as attractive to her as possible. He had already tried different kinds at work, but none seemed to intrigue her. But today his cologne better work. He was also planning to share sheesha with the gang, so that way eventually he would somehow get to taste Mishal.
Finally they all managed to find Seynish' apartment and went upto his rooftop. Simran noticed that everyone here was clearly not as rich as she wanted. Majority of the girls were fake cheapsters who would try fake their English which made it way too obvious, and wore tiny mismatched outfits that really made them look bizarre. Cheap murree beer and even cheaper hash of low quality is what Simran could make sense of. Where was the rich people Smirnoff and Grey Goose, chances were they might die of methanol poisoning.
'Omgg omgee, you're like such a cutie, lets totally dance!' said a random (likely maili of Jauhar) to Talha who just shyly looked away and pretended to ignore her. Imtesal was on the look-out for Mishal, wondering if he could finally share some saliva via multiple sheesha sharing. Kinza and Ayesha sat in a corner to judge and gossip, and also take a billion pictures to show that they actually weren't JLE nerds and actually partied alot but would do Anki flashcards on their phones from time to time. Gulrin had also invited Rhimjim and was awkwardly trying to dance with her on the dancefloor while Seynish as usual just smoked in a corner.
Finally, Imtesal saw Mishal and he was stunned. She looked gorgeous in her dress with her matching head-scarf and her make-up to perfection. Maybe it was all the second hand hash but he really wanted to get close to her, but obviously couldn't as he had a 'shareef boy' reputation to uphold. Talha was sitting on the couch, while a random maili of Jauhar was trying to get frisky with him and he kept trying to ignore her.
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