24-year-old twinkle tucking her long wavy hair behind her ear, shaking her leg nervously biting her pink lips slightly frowning her pointed dusky nose, sorting her emails. Twinkle is a very successful writer or as she claims. No one has ever read her books or even heard of her. Desperately trying to clear out her spam emails she finds one with the subject "lyric writers required" and the mail is from one of the major companies in south Korea "the Genz". Genz every year launches a new pop group and is acclaimed to be the best agency in the entire country. Trying her luck she applies for the job and rummages through her poetry folders and sends it with pure confidence that she wouldn't be getting the job. Startled by the phone call, she realizes how late it is (closes her laptop) and answers her phone. It is her best friend Tanya...
"Twinkle don't tell me you forgot to pack"
"What are you talking about? what should I pack? Did I forget something again? Me and my stupid brain... I am so sorry if I unintentionally hurt you"
"Chill I am just messing with you...but you got to pack your clothes real soon"
"What why? I am paying my rent regularly...Is the owner still mad from the day I broke her glass?"
"Ah! I thought you act stupid...but now I know that you are stupid"
"What??"
"Chill girl...we are going on my bachelorette to Korea"
"whoa whoa whoa wait? Did you just say South Korea??"
"Girl I said my bachelorette too...I am engaged...isn't it funny how Naksh and I met a couple of months ago and now we are getting married?"
"Yeah yeah totally totally"
"Are you even listening?"
"yeah we are going to South Korea baby and you know what it calls for?"
"shopping" (both in unison)
A week later they are headed off to South Korea...