"Hey guys it's ya girl stonercooks and I'm going to be out at Twist and Taste at 12 with all my special treats. It's another pop up going on today come and show some love." I said into my phone. Last night the money Stone gave me I took and bought me some ingredients and doubled my food for today. I always sold out so I was hoping to make killing today at my venue.
My name is Nyla Carter and I had nobody. I had no friends or family I grew up in the system till I aged out. I moved out here to Texas in high hopes and a dream. I was in a culinary school program and I sold plates to pay for my tuition. I lived in the hood and drove a car older then me but I was content. I never really had anyone. Not a boyfriend and not a friend in order to do that you have to trust people and with me growing up in the system it was hard for me to trust anyone enough to get to know me or worse my body. I was a 24 year old virgin and I was fine with that. I wasn't naive I knew men looked at me and wanted me but they couldn't sweet talk me if that wanted to. I was different always had been I dressed differently then girls my age. I love my big t shirts and trip jeans. I dressed very afro goth. I had piercings in my face and tattoos but I lived to cook and I lived to watch people enjoy what I cook.
I was at my pop up venue seeing my regulars when a big ass shadow hovered over me. I looked up and it was Stone.
"Hey pretty mama." He said.
"Uh hi." I said. I don't know why but he made me nervous. His body language gave dominance.
"You cooked these?" He asked.
"Yeah." I said handing him the plate as he handed me the money. He opened it and dug in. He didn't say shit but the noises he made when he ate made me know he liked that shit. He pulled his phone out.
"Eazy bring the boys down the twisted and taste it this girl selling plates them bitches good as fuck." He said and then he ordered two more plates. Next thing I know ten cars pulled up filled with dope boys. Shit in five minutes I was sold out. Part of me wasnt mad because I haven't been to sleep and I had to work the store tonight. I was packing up my car when I heard foot steps.
"Cook like you got some soul to you who taught you to cook like that?" Stone asked.
"I taught myself to cook." I shrugged.
"Naw that shit taste like your mama taught you." He laughed.
"I didn't have a mom grew up in the system." I said and stood up. He raised his hands in surrender.
"My bad I ain't mean no harm Nyla. Shit hit me up next time you have one of these. You look tired go get some sleep gorgeous." He said.
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