“What is that?” Blake asked, leading me to a claw machine near the entrance of the festival.

I arched an eyebrow. “This is a claw machine. You put coins in that socket and for a limited period of time try to grab one of the toys inside and put it in that hole.” I maneuvered with my hand as I explained things.

He kept nodding, and the more I talked, the more I could see the flames in his eyes.

“Do you have coins?” he asked, his eyes set on the toys, not even glancing at me.

I chuckled and shuffled through my backpack, searching for some.

“Here.”

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