Wander tips his hat before running off to the vending machines outside the arcade. Fortunately, there's only one brand of bottled water available, saving him of the responsibility of making the best choice possible. He swiftly takes out a few coins from underneath his hat and stands on his toes to insert them. A bottle falls down with a loud thud.
He pushes against the flap to grab the bottle, but it doesn't move. Wander shrugs it off, he probably needs to use more force. That doesn't work.
"These managers should learn to make these not so heavy," Wander mutters to himself, leaning against the flap, putting his entire weight on both hands. The flap opens, if only a crack small enough to fit his hand through. But one he slides a hand down, the crack slowly disappears.
There goes Braska's water. What is he supposed to do now, ask someone else for help? Wander takes a sweep around the hall. Asking Braska for help would be out of the question, but there's no one else here at the moment, and Wander has no idea where the employees are.
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He pushes against the flap to grab the bottle, but it doesn't move. Wander shrugs it off, he probably needs to use more force. That doesn't work.
"These managers should learn to make these not so heavy," Wander mutters to himself, leaning against the flap, putting his entire weight on both hands. The flap opens, if only a crack small enough to fit his hand through. But one he slides a hand down, the crack slowly disappears.
There goes Braska's water. What is he supposed to do now, ask someone else for help? Wander takes a sweep around the hall. Asking Braska for help would be out of the question, but there's no one else here at the moment, and Wander has no idea where the employees are.