"Motherfucker!"

Angel yelled as he gave the vending machine a swift kick. The damn thing had taken his dollar and didn't even bother to finish handing out his drugs. The small white baggie was stuck against the glass and didn't seem to give in the slightest as the vending machine was kicked. You happened to be on your way home from the grocery store walking by when Angel slumped against the machine, banging the back of his head on the glass

"Come on you damn machine! It's my last dollar!"

He groaned, looking up at the sky, cursing under his breath. Perhaps you could help out this poor sinner?