Post by Mocci on Jul 27, 2019 13:49:39 GMT -6
Mocci's current PL: 2,240
Tap. Tap. Tap went Mocci’s finger against her forearm as she waited with arms crossed just off to the side of a vending machine. A couple of boys were talking amongst themselves and, more importantly, taking their sweet time getting their drinks and snacks. A candy bar, that’s all the girl wanted, something sweet and quick to eat, and now she was having to wait at a machine designed to be the pinnacle of convenience. Her expression was that of an annoyed scowl as she glared daggers towards the trio, who hadn’t even noticed the girl yet. Another few minutes would pass before they’d finally leave. Mocci gave a quiet sigh of relief as her wait was now over.
She stepped in front of the machine, only now getting a good look at what was actually inside. She hummed to herself as her eyes would wander about the rows until her eyes would land on where her usual pick would be…only to find an empty spot. Sold out, huh? Mocci huffed through his nose in her furthered frustration. This was fine though, at least she was still able to choose something. Maybe some chips would do? Well, they’d have to, the girl thought as she took the single bill in her hand and placed it into the machine’s slot. She punched in the code for the bag of chips and watched. Slowly, the machine would push the bag of chips closer and closer to its edge.
Only, the moment where Mocci’s chips would fall into the slot below wouldn’t come. Rather, the bag would tip over in what she’d describe as the most anger-inducing slog any bit of food has moved in the history of the earth, only to gently meet with the glass in the perfect angle to keep itself propped up on its edge. Her snack was effectively stuck. She narrowed her eyes slightly in disbelief. That hadn’t really just happened to her, had it? She pressed the return button a few times in the hopes that she could still get her zeni back, but to no success. She grabbed the sides of the machine, shaking it to try and loosen the bag from its edge. But it was still stuck! How was it still stuck!?
This would go on for a few minutes, the girl having picked the vending machine off of the ground and shaking it like a rag doll and yelling at it like that would do anything. “Come on already!” Mocci shouted. She had already attracted more than a few onlookers, some watching to enjoy the show that was this girl’s temper, others watching in confusion and awe as the teenage girl lifted a machine wider and taller than herself like it weighed nothing. Suddenly, Mocci slammed the vending machine back on to the ground, punching through the glass to simply grab what she had rightfully paid for. Nothing was going to keep her from getting what was her’s today. The sound of shattering glass only attracted more onlookers, who would even out the numbers for the ones that quickly scurried off as the girl had punched through the machine.
But Mocci didn’t care, she couldn’t be bothered. She got what she wanted and earned it too. She opened the bag from its top and reached in to take a chip as she walked away and down the sidewalk. She popped a single chip into her mouth and immediately looked disappointed, muttering to herself.