As if it couldn't get worse. Taco didn't have anything to sell... she was getting hungry... she needed money - fast. But there was one thing she had forgotten about. OJ. He knew about her eating problems. But he didn't trust her nor would comply to any of her demands... So plan B- WAIT! OJ DID TRUST HER! He never lost hope for her to change her ways. Stop being a manipulative bitch. So she'd have to play pretend just for right now. She dialed up his phone number it never really changed. So... Beep Beep Beep.
- Hello this is OJ speaking. Who is this?
- Hi OJayyy it's good o'l me Taco!
- oh. Hey.
- Look OJ I really want to change but I just don't know where I start. Could you please help me?
- T.C. we've been friends since season 1 I know when your lying.
- Fine I need money...
- You could have just asked!
- Wait your not upset?
- T.C. look, you did some bad things I have, too... but it's in the past... I know you have a little eating disorder, so I'll help.
- Thank you, OJ, truly!
- But next time I won't give it to you, ok? Meet up at our s.s. spot. Ok?
- Ok.
(Sry this chapter is short I wrote during art class)
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Taco, Taco Metal eating Taco
FanfictionAfter the incident, Taco has grown a hunger for metal she can't get that nice taste out of her mouth. Now, with money running short, she will have to find a way to keep her hunger satiated at any means before things get drastic.