“Thank you for playing… thank you… $200 prize!”
“Ahhh!!! I won! Noah Steele, I won!”
Feifei’s eyes lit up as she scratched off the last ticket—the one Noah had secretly saved for her—and revealed the 200-dollar prize. The disappointment from the previous tickets vanished instantly, replaced with pure excitement. The nearby crowd, drawn by the commotion, leaned in to see what had happened. People loved a good spectacle, after all.
“What… just 200? I was expecting the big one… so much for my excitement.”
“Two hundred’s not bad! I just spent over a hundred bucks and only got a five-dollar consolation prize.”
“That little girl’s got incredible luck.”
“Working here… does she have inside info?”
The crowd murmured, but before anything escalated, a large, burly man stepped forward. Standing
