Mercy sat in the VIP box on the second floor, flipping through the auction catalog with a bored expression. Her uncle had told her to bid on something she liked for charity, but nothing had caught her interest so far.
"Hmm?" Her fingers suddenly stopped flipping and she quickly turned back a few pages. "I can't believe it's actually here!"
Her finger tapped on the page, stopping at item number 44. That was it.
Having decided on what she wanted to bid on, but knowing it wouldn't be up for a while, Mercy felt restless. She grabbed her number card and headed downstairs to sit with the crowd.
Nearby, a little boy was happily sipping on a soda, the fizzy sound making Mercy crave one too. The VIP box only had fruit teas and such.
She recalled seeing a vending machine at the entrance when sh
