"Oh sweetie, it's not a problem. You are such a sweet child and I can tell you and my daughter will be GREAT friends." She tells me, giving me a warm smile. "Now go on and eat. Your food is getting cold." She says and I nod with a smile, happily digging into the delicious food.

"Oh by the way Stacey, what was in the envelope that was full of '2 million dollars'." I ask, food filling my mouth. I swallow it quickly and gulp down a large amount of good ol' OJ. She sat down and laughed. "Oh, it was just stacks of old receipts that I never threw away." She says making me throw my head back in laughter.

"That's priceless." I said after sobering up from laughing. "So what are you girls going to do today?" Stacey asks before taking a sip from her coffee. I look over at Abby who was taking a bite from her bacon. "Wanna go to the mall?" She asks me and I shrug. "Sure." I tell her.

"Alright, it's settled." Abby says. "Oh, by the way, that motorcycle in the driveway, is that your's Ashley?" She asks and I nod, swallowing a piece of my pancake. "Yes, ma'am. That's my baby out there." I tell her.

"How much was it?" She asks, curiosity very evident on her face. "Well it's a Harley Davidson 2018 Softail deluxe, so it was $17,999 for just the bike but I customized it and added stuff onto it. It came out to be $21,405 and another $100 for the installation and taxes." I tell her, looking out the window to see my motorcycle sitting outside in all its beauty.

Stacey whistles, "Wow, did you pay for it yourself or did you get help?" She asks, taking another sip from her coffee. "Nope. I paid for it by myself since I have a job." I tell her, forking a piece of my pancake into my mouth.

"Oh, what do you do?" She asks. "Entertaining men and women." I say shrugging and she chokes on her coffee while Abby lets out a laugh. "Y-You're a stripper?" Stacey asks. I shake my head laughing. "No, I'm actually a fighter." I tell her and she lets out a breath of relief.

"Well, hun isn't that dangerous and illegal?" she says and I nod. "Very for both but it's the quickest way to earn a large sum of money and I haven't had a loss in my life since I started." I tell her. She nods slowly.

"Can anyone come to these fights?" She asks. "Well I wouldn't go there without having some sort of connection if you're new to it all, but hypothetically if you and Abby did want to come, we can have everyone informed that you're with me and for safety precautions, you can stick around with my trainer Aiden." I fill her in.

"Well, Abby are you interested in watching?" Stacey asks and Abby nods. "I gotta warn you guys though, it's on the bad side of town of course and there's gonna be drugs, alcohol, and guns at this place." I tell them.

"We're safe as long as we stay with your trainer right?" Stacey asks. I nod, "Of course and my trainer's sons who I'm close to will most likely be there also so that's extra protection for you two." I tell them. Stacey nods with a smile, "When will be your next fight?"

I move my eggs around the plate, deep in thought, trying to remember when my next match is. "If I remember correctly it's this Wednesday, but I'll check in with my trainer later to make sure." I tell them.

"Oh, you'll still be here right?" She asks and I nod, "Yeah I can just lead you the way." I tell her. "Okay, well I'm going to have to excuse myself because I need to head to work." Stacey says, picking up her dirty plate and empty coffee mug, putting it into the dishwasher and grabbed her purse from the counter.

"Bye, mom." Abby mutters food still in her mouth. "Bye kids!" Stacey says and I wave her goodbye. "So what time are we going to the mall?" I ask Abby. She swallows her food then opens her mouth to say, "When we finish eating we can get ready and then head out."

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