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ᥫ᭡ KIYOMI TRUE
ST. LOUIS, MISSOURI
MARCH TWENTY FIRST 2024
"What's for lunch today?"
Kiyomi didn't even need to look away from her phone, already matching the voice to Niko who just came out the employee room where A'shaun most likely was. "I was just thinking about that," she was currently scrolling through Doordash to get an idea of what sounded good.
"We was thinkin' this barbecue spot but that's only if you want it,"
"Yeah, what's the menu?"
"Semaj finna' bring that shit," he scrunched his brows, not even sure of the place himself, "—ribs, fried chicken, cornbread, mac and cheese, greens, potato salad, shit like that," he listed what they had been talking about on the phone.
