A BOLD DEMAND
Author: Victor Amos Regannez
last update Last Updated: 2024-10-29 19:42:56

Marvin took a deep breath as the hefty man in the suit finished purchasing his VIP tickets and strutted away with his loosely dressed entourage.

His stomach churned, and anger simmered just beneath the surface, but Marvin clenched his fists and stepped forward to the counter, determined to keep his cool.

"Please, can I get two VIP tickets?" Marvin asked, his voice was calm but firm.

The ticket seller glanced up at him, his expression was flat. Without a word, the young man grabbed the stack of VIP tickets he'd just given to the man in the suit and shoved them back into a locker behind the counter.

He returned to Marvin with two regular tickets instead, sliding them across the counter.

"Give me your money," the salesman said, with a tone that was cold and dismissive.

Marvin's jaw tightened. "Young man, don't start. You had VIP tickets a second ago. What’s going on? The ones you just gave me are regular membership tickets, not VIP."

The ticket seller sighed, barely looking up. "Those
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