http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ShbgJ-Pi3Cw

Gain- Bloom

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Four gorgeous ladies in designer clothing stepped out of the sleek, black limo.

Park Bomi, an attractive 24-year-old married woman who didn’t look a day over 20, smiled up at her favorite nightclub Elite.

“Does this dress make me look fat?” One of her close friends, Park Hyomin, pouted.

“Ugh. Don’t ever mention the word ‘fat’ in front of me.” Han Sunhwa, another close friend, rolled her eyes and tossed back her golden curls with a roll of her light brown eyes.

“I think you look gorgeous.” Kim Hyuna beamed and winked back at her.

Hyomin smiled brightly. Hyuna faced forward, touched her glossy lips, and slipped her thin arm around Bomi’s exposed shoulders. “But I think you look the hottest.” Bomi giggled and held out her index finger. “That’s why you’re my best friend ever.” Hyuna gave her a coy smile and tapped her index finger with her own.

“Are we going in or what?! I’m freezing my off here!” Impatient Sunhwa snapped.

Hyuna rolled her eyes. “We were going to go in until someone had to scream in my ear.”

Sunhwa sent her a glower. Hyuna stuck out her tongue, hooked her arm through Bomi’s, and led her towards the VIP entrance.

The four of them had been best friends since high school (except Hyuna and Bomi, who had known each other since middle school), so they hardly got into arguments. Everything was automatically forgiven, except for that one time Hyomin had ‘accidentally’ stolen Sunhwa’s Urban Decay eye shadow. Sunhwa hated sharing her make-up, so when someone had taken it, she had been beyond irked.

The burly bouncer who was wearing shades (even though the sun had gone down hours before) blocked their path. “The line is over there.”

“Yeah, but this is the VIP entrance.” Sunhwa pointed out. Hyomin nodded, agreeing with her.

The bouncer chuckled stiffly and crossed his threatening arms. “And why should I let you in through the VIP entrance?”

Sunhwa narrowed her eyes. “Are your shades blocking your vision, or are you just naturally stupid?”

“What?!” He hissed, annoyed.

Hyuna rolled her eyes. She opened her diamond clutch and held out the club membership card. “We’re regulars.”

“You better let us in! Do you know who this girl is?!” Hyomin pointed to Bomi. “She’s the wife of Royal Ambassador Resort! The biggest hotel conglomerate in Asia!”

The bouncer removed his shades and took a good long at Bomi. She raised a perfectly waxed eyebrow and waited for him to regret his previous actions. As predicted, the bouncer grew ashamed. “I’m so sorry I didn’t recognize you! Please forgive me!” He bowed several times, red-faced.

“If you’re so sorry, let us in.” Sunhwa growled.

“Yes, of course!” The bouncer opened the door widely and bowed 90 degrees. “Enjoy your night!”

Hyuna flashed her commercial-worthy teeth. “Oh, we will.”

The four women sauntered into the club. “Puhaha! Did you see his face when he realized what a mistake he made?! I should have captured it and posted it on my twitter!” Hyomin laughed. “He better regret. So annoying!” Sunhwa clucked her tongue and smoothed her black lacy dress. Bomi chuckled and tossed back her straight, light brown hair. “Now, now. Let’s not have that bouncer ruin our evening. Let’s go party, girls!”

Sunhwa’s eyes twinkled. “That’s what I was waiting for!” She linked arms with Hyomin and flung her free arm in the air. “Today is girl’s night out!”

“It’s always GNO for us.” Hyuna beamed, making Bomi laugh all over again. They made their way upstairs to the flashy, upbeat club.

Elite was packed with South Korea’s hottest and richest young adults. And only the cream of the crop at the top had VIP access. “I see some new eye-candies!” Hyomin delightfully squealed. “And some of them are checking us out already.” Sunhwa fixed her padded bra and smiled radiantly. “Well then. We have to give them a show to remember, don’t we?” Hyuna twirled her ring for good luck and began making her way down the stairs towards the dance floor. Bomi lifted up her chin and followed suit.

Every males’ attention was pinned onto them: the four hottest females in town. Bomi touched the banister and gracefully floated downwards.

“Holy crap. Who is the one in white?”

“Damn. They’re hot.”

“I call the one in the red dress!”

“Miss Bomi!” Their usual waiter bowed fervently. “We’ve been expecting you! We have your VIP booth ready! Please come follow me!” He quickly led them around the dance floor and to the red vinyl seats in the corner hidden by see-through white curtains. “If you need anything, please let me know. I’ll be right back with the ice and glasses.” The waiter bowed and scurried off.

“Hey, let’s go out.” Sunhwa nodded towards the floor.

“Aww. I want a drink though.” Hyomin pouted. “Yeah, can’t we just have one glass of vodka before heading out?” Bomi whined.

“Get your up. We can drink later.” Sunhwa tugged Hyomin up.

“Yeah, Miss Queen of Cocktails. We can always drink after we dance.” Hyuna grabbed Bomi’s wrist and hauled her towards the cramme