George followed the noise and glanced downstairs.
There, Ethan and two classmates who seemed like students were hemmed in by a shop assistant and curious onlookers. On the ground lay dozens of shattered bottles of red wine, with wine spilt everywhere filling the air with its fragrance.
The shop assistant said, “We had the wine set up nice and neat here. If you hadn’t knocked into it, would it have magically tipped over by itself? Paying up is just common sense.”
Another student immediately fired back, “I didn’t bump into it. I just grazed it accidentally while passing by, and it all spilt out. I didn’t use much force at all. How could it have tipped over so easily with just a light touch? You’re just trying to scam us. If you don’t believe me, you can check the surveillance footage. I swear I didn’t bump into it.”
The shop assistant retorted, “Just because you’re students, don’t think you can escape the consequences. You broke it, you paid for it. Get your parents to bring the money over right now, or we’ll have to involve the cops.”
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