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"Hello, I'm Nella Rose,"

"Hii, im Yung Filly,"

"I'm Leilani Raysss,"

"And I'm Johnny Carey,"

"And this is BAD BISTRO,"

Nella finished the intro as my two hands rested on her shoulder, a smile plastered on my face. We finished it then made our way over the road to Las Rosa.

Cameras were dotted everywhere and we made our way to the chef for our assigned jobs.

Me and Filly were waitresses.

Nella was the cook.

Johnny was the bartender.

"Let's get ready to serve shit food!" I shouted trying to lift my mood, slightly successfully.

"I'll wallop you right now," Nella said in her Nigerian accent making me laugh.

"Okay okay I take it back!" I said as she came towards me with a spatula and her chefs hat on.

"Hey cut it out, there's people here, get back in the kitchen," Johnny berated her and she smacked him across the head whilst me and Filly held each other in laughter.

"Sexist motherfucker,"

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