C36 Angel

Angelina

Sonora, Mexico

"Fuck! This is not happening." Another waste of perfectly good ingredients. No matter how much training she had undergone, she just couldn't cook to save her life. She had been practicing for months.

"Language, mija," a beautiful lady beside her clucked her tongue in a motherly fashion.

Angelina grinned. "Sorry." She mumbled.

"In Spanish, Angelina