Vignette

A banner announcing massive savings swayed from the center's ceiling. People were already shopping quite early in the morning, but of course, it is the season of deals. Many people are eager for good deals and inexpensive costs, as this is the only time of year when they may buy items that would otherwise be out of reach of the average man's budget. The shopping center featured a variety of stores selling everything from household items to branded designer goods and exclusive jewelry. The noise of people chattering away grew significantly louder in the clothing store, which seems likely to be the war zone. Tons of people were pulling clothes out, queuing, and trying things on. Amidst the hustle-bustle, a woman in her mid-thirties held a three-year-old boy at the candy store beside the clothing store.

The kid is wailing and arching his back in his probably mother's arms. Failing to calm the boy, the mother put him down. As soon as his leg touches the marble floor, he shrieks, holding his hand up to his mother as a sign to pick him up back. He looks like he is on the verge of crying, the corners of his mouth turning down, both eyebrows arching up in the middle. Curious eyes glanced at the source of the sound. Some returned to whatever they were doing, and others were amused by the scene and kept staring at it. She was blushing, either hot or embarrassed by the curious glances. The air conditioners were blasting to the maximum, yet she felt hot and stuffy. She gives off a false smile to people who are glancing. The boy keeps pointing at the candy. The mother said that he could not take the sweets and that he should ask if he wanted something. Rather than obeying her, the boy began howling and hitting his mother before collapsing on the floor in a full-blown tantrum. The mom rubs her forehead, getting tired of her son. The salesperson standing from the beginning paste an awkward smile, seemingly unsure of what to do. She glimpses at the store's counter, signaling the 'SOS' code to her coworker. The crowd was lost in its affair.


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