Reeve, with a thumping heart, was guided like a sacrificial lamb toward the other side of the counter just as everyone else stayed in their lines while watching him like hawks.
Technically, he wasn't nervous because this was supposed to be a freebie. He wouldn't particularly die if he did poorly here, right?
Considering how he had already used all the luck of his life on becoming the booth's first customer, he figured he was bound to experience his usual odds, which generally meant horribly unlucky.
But that was fine.
He should be fine. He already experienced something great earlier and couldn't possibly be too greedy.
That was what he thought and had been telling himself… until he crossed to the other side and saw how maybe he should be nervous about this.
Because upon closer inspection, he realized there were actually several interesting, more like life-changing, things written on that wheel.
