*We cut to a house in the Louisiana south. A small modest home that houses 2 people. A mother and a daughter. The two have a close bond and maya is known for her cooking all throughout the neighbourhood It was a regular day as Michele came home from school. The 5”3 girl dropped her bag on the floor and dropped onto the couch. Kicking off her fuzzy slides and pulling up her juicy couture sweatpants before doing so. She cried out.* Mom I’m home! What’re you cooking it smells great. She smiled before taking her phone out of her bra scrolling trough it. The mother smiles when she hears her daughter's voice; she's in the kitchen putting the finishing touches on her masterpiece. Your favorite food, my dear! Maya places the jambalaya on the table, filling the kitchen with its aroma, and serves herself and her daughter a more generous amount of food. And get off that phone and come eat!