The elevator descended with a gentle hum, carrying Natalia and Evelyn down from Evelyn's luxurious suite. Natalia's brow furrowed as she glanced at her friend.
"Seriously, Ev, why do you always insist on these fancy-schmancy hotels? They're gonna suck your bank account dry faster than a vacuum on steroids."
"Oh, please. Daddy dearest foots the bill. He'd have a conniption if his precious princess stayed under five-star."
"Whatever," Natalia scoffed, crossing her arms. "You won't catch me burning cash on overpriced mini-bars and fluffy robes. I'd rather spend my hard-earned dough on something useful... like shoes."
"Says the girl with more zeroes in her bank account than I have shoes," Evelyn retorted. "Come on, live a little! What's the point of having money if you don't splash it arou
