downtown brooklyn
endya melian white

"i'm literally like two seconds away from firing you as a client." endya sighed talking to her favorite client over facetime.

"sorry bae, i promise imma make it worth coming in on your day off. i love youuu." the client said cheesing hard on the other end. endya couldn't do anything but smile.

"you're so lucky that i love you. just come in at 11 so i can hurry and get home to my bed." endya spoke before hanging up.

the facetime call consisted of endya's favorite client calling to see if she could come in on endya's day off to get her hair and nails done. endya only said yes because the client is basically a little sister to her. she has been coming to her for years, feeds her, and tips her well.

endya is a nail tech and hairstylist. she is also the owner of the salon she works in. this has been endya's biggest dream since she was little and she was finally able to live it. the best feeling ever.

endya stood at 5'6 with a slimmer build up top with breast that fit perfectly with her body and a slightly chubby stomach. she had fairly thick thighs and a plump, round butt.

as the client she was servicing came back from the restroom, endya finished up her nails. she applied the top coat to one hand, cleaning up the sides and it placing it under the dryer for 90 seconds before repeating the same process on the other hand. after both hands dried, endya cleaned up the sides of the clients nails and applied cuticle oil. to finish it off, she took pictures of them. "all done boo, imma take your receipt up to the receptionist desk and she'll take the payment up there." endya spoke making the client nod.

as they walked up to the front, endya noticed the receptionist on her phone. this was nothing new. "you could at least pretend to be busy," she playfully rolled her eyes.

"my bad baby, i keep finding something new to buy." her receptionist/mom spoke back grabbing the receipt from endya and taking the client's payment.

everyone in the shop was packing up. after everyone left, endya double checked the cleaning and disenfected because she can't have her shop looking crazy. "alright ma, let's lock it up."

they locked up and went to endya's car. for her 21st birthday, endya bought herself her dream car. a black tesla model s with cream interior. once they got in, endya sighed. "i need a break..badly." she placed her head in her hands.

"take one dya, i keep telling you to. plus, you putting all of this pressure on your body. you need to relax. you can take some time off and still make money." her mom said, rubbing her hand through her daughter's curly natural hair. endya was letting her hair breathe before she got ready to install another wig.

"i hear you ma, i'll do it soon. it's just that the shop keeps me busy. i don't really have friends that i could just call up and take a vacation with." endya spoke as she pulled off from the shop building.

"you'll have some soon, trust me. i hate seeing you like this. you can't kill yourself stressing over this salon, i wouldn't know what to do if i had to bury my baby." her mom almost shed a tear, wiping it before it could fall.

"don't cry mommy. i'm not going to kill myself, imma just start working less." endya pulled out of the parking lot of her salon.

leaving the salon, endya and her mom stopped at the closest restaurant to sit down and eat. while eating they had multiple conversations, just about life itself.

"we need to do this more often. it's so refreshing, being able to talk to someone about my problems instead of just bottling them."

her mom just nodded, taking in everything her daughter was saying. she didn't want to say anything because she wanted endya to feel like she had someone who was actually listening to her.

they finished eating and endya dropped her mom off and made her way home.

"fuck..i need friends." endya mumbled to herself as she walked in the door. her life was getting repetitive and she was over it. all she did was work, eat, and come home. at home, all she did was cook, sleep, and shop.

endya definitely lived a boring life. she was too introverted to make friends so she couldn't really do anything about that. she would occasionally get a call from her favorite client/little sister asking her to go out to eat or go shopping.

she was slowly working towards being more out there. she was tired of living this same boring life.

being a hairstylist and nail tech had its perks. mostly money, but endya's business was well known so she had a few celebrity/influencer clients who would invite her out when they were in town. she never considered them to be her friends because they only talked when it came to business. endya was a favorite of many, that's why they would always invite her out. plus, they knew she barely got out so they didn't want her to stay in the house lonely. the few times she went to clubs, parties, and concerts were when those clients invited her.

endya loved not having to worry about friends but it got to her sometimes. some days, endya would just sit at home and sulk. it would start with her finishing up a new dish she made , then scrolling on instagram seeing people with their friends and families and in, what looked to be, happy relationships. she wasn't really close to her family, didn't have any friends, and never even experienced an actual relationship. the days that it bothered her, she would cry until she had a headache. it was starting to get annoying, which is why she wants to make more friends.

she felt that at the age of 21, there was no reason she should always be in the house. she should be out enjoying life, shaking her ass on a yacht in dubai. little did she know, it was coming very soon.

endya went into her kitchen to make something she saw on tiktok, a salmon rice bowl. she started with pulling out all of the ingredients. she seasoned the salmon and seared it on the stove so the skin could get crispy. she then placed it in the oven to finish. after making the rice, endya constructed the bowl. she added rice and salmon mixed together, some japanese mayo and sriracha, then placed seaweed, a few slices of avocado, and some cucumbers on top. she hated avocado but was giving it a chance with this dish. she grabbed a pack of chopsticks out of her utensil drawer and placed them on top.

after she finished constructing it, she posted a video to her story. she didn't care much about her personal social media, her business pages were the important ones. she ate and went back up to her room to begin her nightly routine.

the girl wrapped her hair before she showered with her favorite soaps. after the shower, she dried off and did her skincare routine before oiling her body. going to her room, she grabbed a big t-shirt to go to sleep in. she turned on the show she was currently binging, "jane the virgin." one of the best shows ever made.

"forever team raf, fuck a michael." endya said aloud as she watched the show. she would always get really into it and feel like she was a character. watching this show made her feel out of her usual element, depression.

one year ago, endya was diagnosed with depression and anxiety. it came from a lot honestly. mostly because of her being home alone and working so much. it really took a toll on her mental health. at some point in time, she did have an eating disorder. she couldn't eat anything, she always felt sick at the thought of eating food which later led her to a long hospital visit.

she began to get sleepy so she cut the show off and played a random show on her television to fall asleep to. she always did this so that she wouldn't have to keep rewinding the show that she was binging. it was efficient for her so she continued it.

it took her about a half an hour to go to sleep because of her intrusive thoughts. she couldn't help but to think what life would be like if she had someone laying next to her.

eventually, the thoughts went away and endya could finally sleep. she would sleep in the next day since it was her day off and the day after that, she would have to go in on her day off to do her favorite client's hair and nails for her birthday.

                        ..TO BE CONTINUED..