Costing the clothes on her back

Chomi was a tad bit disappointed. Nii-iek gave her these cloo-thes not so long ago, but if meant she’d get the pe-zahs…

She grabbed the edges of her crop top and pulled it over her head, the delivery girl looking slack-jawed.

“I, erm, heh…” stammered the woman. “I, guess I’ll take that. So, are you doing anything, y’know, after nine?”

Chomi simply grabbed the pizzas and closed the door.

“Dammit, Demi!” Cursed the delivery girl to herself. “That’s the fourth one this month! Step up your game!”

“Pe-zahs!” Said Chomi cheerfully.

“Oh, you got them already?” Said Nick, too busy finding his wallet to see Chomi. “But how did you pa- and you have no shirt on. Great.” Averting his eyes out of embarrassment, he asked, “Would you mind getting another shirt from the box before we start eat-?”

Chomi ignored Nick, and instead she walked with the boxes towards the diner table.

“I guess she won’t.”

What Nick saw at the table was something that reminded him on a documentary on the Discovery Channel. Chomi said with her legs crossed on the chair devouring the slices of pizza like a pack of hyenas ate an antelope. She took bites that were far too large for her mouth, making her cheeks like those of a hamster. And the sounds she made sounded like a starving lion.

“Eh, Chomi?” Asked Nick, causing Chomi to stop mid bite. “Would you mind slowing down? You could suffocate, y’know?”

Unsure what he meant, Chomi stared wide-eyed until she handed him the piece she currently had in her mouth, a string of saliva still attached to it. “Yerg waga sterdas thag pe-zah?”

Looking a little disgusted, he answered. “No thanks, I’m-“

Only for Chomi to shove the piece in his face. “Chomi, staph! I’m shokin-!”

After dinner the two said behind the tv, with Chomi still topless. “Okay, tomorrow I driving you around town. Maybe you’ll see someone or something you know.”

Chomi just stared at the tv, ignoring Nick.

“I just got to figure out what… to make for… breakfast.” Said Nick, as he doze off to sleep. He landed on the tv remote, chaning to a baking show.

“Welcome back to our show!” Spoke the hostess. “Today I show you a recipe for blueberry pancakes for four that will make any breakfast a feast.”

Chomi looked up. There was that word again. Breakfast. Apparently it had to do with food. Maybe she could surprise Nii-iek and his friends with it in the morning…