"Open up, damn it!" I barked out before kicking the soda machine. It rocked hard. The bastard already took my first dollar. I tried being nice and fit my fingers in the slot to try and get it out. No dice, and now my hand was sore. Second try I tried jamming a second dollar in there to lead the first out, and it went in! But the damn thing just buzzed without spitting out the two drinks I was owed.

"Bastard!" I was ready to punch a hole through the screen buzzing in my face, mocking me.