HardBody Autoshop in STL only accepts a certain clientele. Either you make the cut or you don't. After a seemingly small mistake, Cori ends up falling into a world of drugs, murder, and crime.
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• 1| Cori Anne Blake •
"I might treat you like a stack, bitch, I might fold you! Quit speakin on my name, bitch, I den told you!" Cori Blake yelled the lyrics at the top of her lungs, speeding down I-70 at two in the morning, with her finger pointed towards the roof of the car.
She rolled her neck, quoting the song, lyric per lyric, as if the girl she was rapping to sat in the car beside her. Her bonnet moved around like a plastic bag in the wind due to the sunroof on her Mini Cooper Countryman being pushed back.
Driving past three car dealerships and a few nail salons with backdoor massage parlors, Cori turned down the volume with her long pink acrylic nail, and pulled into the strip club's parking lot. Club Onyx was located on the Eastside. Everybody and they mama that lived in the city couldn't stand people from the Eastside. Technically it was in Illinois, and Cori was quick to remind them their place.
"Just cause y'all call it East St. Louis don't mean y'all from my city. Stay over there in Cahokia, baby."
Her phone rang in the cupholder next to her, and connected straight to the radio.
Her best friend, Destinee's, voice rang throughout the car, "Bitch, where you at? I'm standin out here with these too little ass sweatpants I got from Walmart and I feel my ass crack slippin out!"
"I'm in the parkin lot, nigga. Come around to the side and let's goooo. I got an early appointment in the morning after my damn class, then, I gotta babysit my badass nephew." Cori rolled her eyes and smiled when she saw her friend run over to the passenger seat. "Tell me why last week his ass had the nerve to smear shit all on my damn wall? I almost put him on the porch and had his mama come get him."
Destinee snorted, still on the phone, "This is why I'm on the pill. I can't have no babies. I'm too stingy and selfish. I want my money goin back to me and my cat."
