Kara
"Thanks everybody for watching today," I give a wave to the camera I'm using to stream my afternoon lunch rush. "We're about to get a little busier, so I won't be able to speak directly to everyone, but I'll be back later to discuss how things are going."
I inhale deeply, before letting my eyes fall to the vehicle parked out in front of my food truck. I watch as Abel sits in his truck, looking at the food Barrett's placed in his lap. His eyes lift up to mine, and a smirk spreads across his face. That fucker, he's onto me. He knows I talk a big game. Honestly, all I want is a little wooing on his part. Isn't that what every woman wants?
"Hey Kara, can I get a number three?"
I glance down, seeing my friend and fellow local business owner, Gabby. She owns a bakery, and supplies me with cookies and small pieces of cake I sell as desserts. "Sure, you want sour cream and mild sauce?"
She nods. "You either know me well, or I eat lunch here too often. You streaming?" She asks.