Chương 131: Street food

As the sun set over Los Angeles, Zaya and I found ourselves wandering through a lively street food market. The delicious aroma of various dishes filled the air, making my stomach rumble once again.

I couldn't help but laugh at the situation. Here we were, two models known for our disciplined diets and glamorous lifestyles, about to indulge in some of the city's best street food.

"This is so ironic," I said, shaking my head with a grin. "Two models eating street food. Can you imagine what people would say?"

Zaya laughed, her eyes twinkling with mischief. "Let them talk. We're here to enjoy ourselves, right?"

We approached a taco stand, the scent of sizzling meat and fresh tortillas irresistible. Zaya ordered a few tacos, while I opted for a classic carne asada taco and a grilled vegetable one. The vendor handed us our food, and we found a nearby bench to sit and eat.