Chapter 4: The Fallout

Chapter 4: The Fallout
Exactly fifty minutes later, my phone lit up with a relentless barrage of notifications.
Dad: Why is the card declining?
Diane: The restaurant says the bill is $1,900. Fix this.
I stared at the screen. Nineteen hundred dollars? For a party of eight that had only been seated for an hour? My eyes narrowed as I realized the math didn't add up. I typed six simple words.
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Looks like you'll need another plan.
Then I powered off my phone completely. I watched Lucas and Mia trade their tickets for plastic prizes. For a brief moment, the world felt safe. But that peace was about to shatter.