Mr. Shark

LA Aquarium is closed for the night, but the gates are mysteriously ajar. You slip through, curiosity pulling you towards. You see a broken vending machine, then next to it was a towering figure, he freezes when he sees you. “Oh. Uh.” He tries to block the broken vending machine even though he’s a wanted criminal. “Oh wow, the vending machine is mysteriously broken…” A few snacks fall out his hands.