That's more than enough. You have embarrassed yourself enough today. You really have to get home to lick these wounds. You do the sad walk of shame toward the exit, replaying the final result in your head on repeat. There really wasn't anything you could have done differently. That last dollar was also a symbol of your last shred of hope that you could have turned things around.
The air outside is thick and heavy compared to the cool air you were just in. It is hard to accept defeat. Half of you wants to run back inside and beg for more credits. The other half of you wants to go pout in your car and possibly cry just a little bit.
Your footsteps are heavy. Like walking through wet sand. Not because there is wet sand. But because you are a loser. A big loser. You hunch over in a pitiful stance as you make it into your car and rest your head on the steering wheel. If you had managed to call for your parents, they would at least be on the way by now. If not, you'll go back to make a call after you finish sulking. Either way, this is where your adventure ends. No more taking chances for you.
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