Samantha and Megan strolled through the corridors of the shopping mall, Samantha’s heels clicking against the tiles. Her energy was infectious as she darted from one store to another, scanning the displays with laser focus. Megan trailed behind, her arms already weighed down by several bags, a mix of amusement and concern on her face.
“Look at this bag,” Samantha said, holding up a shiny leather handbag adorned with gold accents. “Isn’t it just perfect? I’ve been looking for something like this forever.”
Megan raised an eyebrow. “Forever? Don't you have a bag just like this one?”
Samantha waved her off. “That one was a different shade of gold. This one has a deeper tone. Besides, you can never have too many bags.”
Megan chuckled. “If you say so. But don’t you think you’ve bought enough
