On the Plane –
(As soon as the plane took off, Sophia felt a knot in her stomach. The weight of what happened at the club still lingered. She glanced over at Abhi, hesitant but determined.)
Sophia: Uhh… Abhi, I need to say something.
Abhi: Hmm?
Sophia: I'm really sorry for what I did at the club. I didn't mean to put you in a bad spot. I honestly don't know what got into me—I just acted without thinking. I might've made things awkward between you and Ishana...
Abhi (coldly): Look, Sophia… I don't want to be rude, but you crossed the line that night. You should be apologizing to Ishana, not me. What you did made her question me—and her brother too. So please, keep your sorry to yourself. I really don't want to talk about it right now.
Sophia (quietly): I understand… but if I see Ishana, I'll explain everything.
Abhi: Don't. Stay away from her.
Nick: Whoa, man. That was a bit harsh.
Abhi: I don't usually talk like this, but you were there—you saw what happened. You know it wasn't just "a little mistake."
Daniel: Bro, relax. Things happen. No need to ruin the whole trip over it.
Abhi: I am relaxed. I'm not yelling, am I?
Nick (to Sophia): Soph, maybe just chill for now. The vibe's already off.
Sophia: …Okay.
Shimla Arrival – Boys Group
(The plane landed. As they exited the airport, the cool breeze of Shimla greeted them. Cars were lined up, ready to take them to the hotel.)
Nick: Finally. Let the fun begin!
Daniel: Remember—what happens in Shimla, stays in Shimla.
Tom: Unless someone runs their mouth… or Jack livestreams it.
Elsa: Exactly. Jack, please don't go live while I'm fixing my makeup again.
Jack: Too late. Already did.
Sophia: Great. Thanks for the privacy warning—after the damage.
Olivia: Bro! Stop recording when people are getting ready.
Alex (laughing): Want me to guard the door for you next time, Olivia?
Nick: Smooth, bro.
Olivia (mocking): Yeah, real helpful.
Justin: Alex, when did you enroll in Nick's flirting masterclass?
Alex: Oh, I didn't. I saved you a seat though. You clearly need it more.
Justin: Appreciate it. I'll start with lesson one.
Nick: As if any of you could match me. Speaking of talent—Daniel?
Daniel: What now?
Nick: Come on, man. The club. That girl. That room. We saw you vanish—details?
Daniel: Nope. Not happening.
Kevin: Just a teaser, bro. A glimpse.
Tom: Yeah, let us live through you. We had no luck that night.
Daniel (smirking): If you're that curious, maybe ask Abhi how his engagement night went at the Glimpse Hotel.
Abhi (suspicious): Why bring me into this?
Nick: Oh yeah! Anything special happen that night, Abhi?
Abhi: Not your business. My private life stays private.
Nick: Then how do you expect us to support you?
Abhi: I don't need support. I've got it handled.
Daniel (quietly): Handled? Bro, if you don't start speaking up, she might leave you before the wedding even happens.
Nick (laughs): Well, can't say we didn't try.
(They loaded into the car, engines revving as they left the airport behind and headed into Shimla's hillside charm.)
Goa Airport – Ishana & Her Girls
(At the same time, across the country in sunlit Goa, Ishana and her friends stepped off their flight, the air thick with sea breeze and excitement. Their heels clicked across the tiled floor as they made their way out.)
Maya: Hellooo, Goa! Let's get this bachelorette started!
Tia: The beaches aren't ready for us. I can feel it.
Alice (grinning): Just warning y'all—my checklist includes beach bars, midnight swims, and maybe a tiny little scandal.
Pooja: Tiny scandal only. No court cases, please.
Rashmi: Or hangovers that last until the wedding.
Sonali (smirking): Speaking of weddings… Ishana, have you recovered from the engagement night yet?
Ishana (laughs, rolling her eyes): Barely.
Alice: Not our fault.
Luca: Abhi. Girl, the way he was looking at you—whew. I felt single and jealous at the same time.
Tia: Let's be honest, Abhi looked like he was ready to cancel the whole wedding just to elope that night.
Ishana (laughing): Stop! He was just being sweet.
Maya: Sweet? He was blushing so hard. Did he even blink the entire time?
Pooja: No way. He was just frozen, like "damn, I hit the jackpot."
Alice: Okay, but did anything fun happen after we left? You know what I mean...
Ishana (playfully): That, ladies, is classified information.
All (in unison): Ooooooh!
Driver (calling out): "Ms. Ishana and group? Your cars are here."
Maya: Let the official bachelorette weekend begin!
Rashmi: To love, laughter, and one last wild ride before the bride!
(They threw their arms up and cheered as they headed toward the black SUVs waiting by the curb. Goa stretched out in front of them—sun-soaked and ready for memories.)