Aisha arrived at the party in Lagos, feeling like a million naira. She was dressed to impress in a stunning red dress, her hair and makeup flawless.
She took a deep breath, pushed her shoulders back, and walked into the party like she owned the place. The music was pumping, and the crowd was lively, but Aisha's eyes were scanning the room for the perfect Instagram backdrop. She spotted a fancy bar and made a beeline for it, ordering a glass of champagne and striking a pose for the camera.
As she sipped her drink, Aisha's eyes landed on a handsome guy across the room. He was laughing with a group of people, but his gaze kept drifting in her direction. Aisha felt a spark of excitement and quickly looked away, not wanting to seem too eager. She took another sip of her drink, wondering if she should make a move. Maybe she'd get a few more likes on her post if she had a handsome guy by her side.
The guy eventually made his way over to her, a charming smile on his face. "Hi, I'm Alex," he said, holding out his hand. Aisha took it, feeling a flutter in her chest. "I'm Aisha," she replied, trying to sound suave. They chatted for a bit, and Aisha found herself having a good time. Maybe this night wasn't going to be so bad after all.