"So, we're at the mall, and I don't have any money left."

𝕆𝕗 𝕔𝕠𝕦𝕣𝕤𝕖 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕕𝕠𝕟'𝕥. 𝕐𝕠𝕦 𝕤𝕡𝕖𝕟𝕥 𝕚𝕥 𝕒𝕝𝕝.

"Where did it go?"

"Well, I was hungry, see..."

𝕊𝕠 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕓𝕠𝕦𝕘𝕙𝕥 𝕦𝕟𝕙𝕖𝕒𝕝𝕥𝕙𝕪 𝕗𝕠𝕠𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥'𝕤 𝕘𝕠𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕥𝕠 𝕜𝕚𝕝𝕝 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕠𝕟𝕖 𝕕𝕒𝕪. 𝔾𝕖𝕟𝕚𝕦𝕤. 𝕃𝕖𝕥 𝕞𝕖 𝕒𝕡𝕡𝕝𝕒𝕦𝕕 𝕪𝕠𝕦. 𝕆𝕙, 𝕨𝕒𝕚𝕥, 𝕀 𝕔𝕒𝕟'𝕥.

"It wasn't all on food, I bought some junk in other places too."

𝕐𝕖𝕒𝕙, 𝕝𝕚𝕜𝕖 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕙𝕚𝕕𝕖𝕠𝕦𝕤 𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕟𝕖𝕨 𝕖𝕒𝕣𝕓𝕦𝕕𝕤. 𝔸𝕤 𝕚𝕗 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕟𝕖𝕖𝕕 𝕒𝕟𝕪 𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖. 𝕐𝕠𝕦'𝕣𝕖 𝕝𝕦𝕔𝕜𝕪 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕙𝕒𝕧𝕖 𝕒𝕟𝕪 𝕗𝕣𝕚𝕖𝕟𝕕𝕤, 𝕨𝕚𝕥𝕙 𝕥𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖 𝕝𝕚𝕜𝕖 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥. 𝕊𝕖𝕖, 𝕚𝕗 𝕚𝕥 𝕨𝕒𝕤 𝕞𝕖, 𝕀'𝕕 𝕙𝕒𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖 𝕗𝕣𝕚𝕖𝕟𝕕𝕤 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕀 𝕔𝕠𝕦𝕝𝕕 𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕣 𝕒𝕤𝕜 𝕗𝕠𝕣. 𝔹𝕦𝕥 𝕟𝕠𝕠𝕠𝕠, 𝕀'𝕞, 𝕛𝕦𝕤𝕥 𝕤𝕥𝕦𝕔𝕜... 𝕨𝕒𝕚𝕥, 𝕚𝕤 𝕤𝕙𝕖 𝕒𝕔𝕥𝕦𝕒𝕝𝕝𝕪 𝕘𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕞𝕠𝕟𝕖𝕪? 𝕀 𝕤𝕙𝕠𝕦𝕝𝕕 𝕙𝕒𝕧𝕖 𝕓𝕖𝕖𝕟 𝕝𝕚𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕟𝕚𝕟𝕘.

"Come on, come on!"

"What's your email?"

"[email protected]. I had to add the numbers because my name is so common."

"Kay."

𝕂𝕒𝕪? 𝕀𝕤 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕠𝕟𝕝𝕪 𝕣𝕖𝕤𝕡𝕠𝕟𝕤𝕖? ℕ𝕠𝕥 𝕠𝕟𝕝𝕪 𝕕𝕚𝕕 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕛𝕦𝕤𝕥 𝕘𝕖𝕥 𝕒 𝕘𝕚𝕣𝕝'𝕤 𝕖𝕞𝕒𝕚𝕝 - 𝕕𝕠 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕜𝕟𝕠𝕨 𝕙𝕠𝕨 𝕞𝕦𝕔𝕙 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕔𝕒𝕟 𝕝𝕖𝕒𝕣𝕟 𝕗𝕣𝕠𝕞 𝕒𝕟 𝕖𝕞𝕒𝕚𝕝? - 𝕓𝕦𝕥 𝕚𝕥'𝕤 𝕒𝕝𝕤𝕠 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕞𝕠𝕤𝕥 𝕚𝕟𝕖𝕝𝕠𝕢𝕦𝕖𝕟𝕥 𝕠𝕗 𝕡𝕠𝕤𝕤𝕚𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕖𝕤𝕡𝕠𝕟𝕤𝕖𝕤...

"I know how to etransfer. You have etransfer if you have online banking."

𝕆𝕙, 𝕨𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕒𝕟 𝕚𝕟𝕤𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥! 𝕃𝕠𝕠𝕜 𝕙𝕠𝕨 𝕤𝕞𝕒𝕣𝕥 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕘𝕚𝕣𝕝 𝕚𝕤, 𝕄𝕒𝕥𝕥.

"Do we have anything to eat?"

"So I need to go on my banking account."

"Yeah, yours is common. I think that's the CU symbol."

𝕎𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕒𝕣𝕖 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕟 𝕥𝕒𝕝𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕒𝕓𝕠𝕦𝕥, 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕚𝕕𝕚𝕠𝕥? ℕ𝕠𝕥 𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕟 𝕀 𝕔𝕒𝕟 𝕥𝕖𝕝𝕝, 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥'𝕤 𝕤𝕒𝕪𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕤𝕠𝕞𝕖𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕘.

"She's gonna text me the password. Anyone has a pen? Matt, use your brain."

𝕐𝕖𝕒𝕙.

"It's gonna be five numbers you have to remember. I just had to choose five random numbers. I'm calling her now."

"Hey, so Matt's mom is etransferring me twenty dollars for him to buy lunch... it's just for me, though! It's just so I can log onto it on my phone! 36527/ Remember that."

"36527, 36527."

𝟛𝟞𝟝𝟚𝟟. 𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕘𝕠𝕥 𝕚𝕥. 𝕐𝕠𝕦 𝕕𝕠𝕟'𝕥 𝕙𝕒𝕧𝕖 𝕥𝕠 𝕣𝕖𝕡𝕖𝕒𝕥 𝕚𝕥.

"As long as you don't log into my bank."

"36527."

"Hey, look, it's Ty. Hi, Ty! Aw, he didn't notice me."

"My mom has great spelling. 36 what?"

𝟛𝟞𝟝𝟚𝟟.

"36527. Now these numbers are going to be stuck in my head."

𝕀'𝕝𝕝 𝕤𝕒𝕪.

"Please never access my banking information or my mom will..."

"It'll be under-"

"Etransfers? I've never done this before so this is a learning thing for me."

"Hit transfers."

"It's different. Loading! Come on, load, you stupid piece of junk!"

"Piece of trash."

𝔸𝕥 𝕝𝕖𝕒𝕤𝕥 𝕔𝕠𝕞𝕖 𝕦𝕡 𝕨𝕚𝕥𝕙 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕠𝕨𝕟 𝕚𝕟𝕤𝕦𝕝𝕥𝕤 𝕗𝕠𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕡𝕙𝕠𝕟𝕖. 𝔻𝕠𝕟'𝕥 𝕛𝕦𝕤𝕥 𝕗𝕠𝕝𝕝𝕠𝕨 𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕝𝕚𝕜𝕖 𝕒 𝕝𝕠𝕤𝕥 𝕡𝕦𝕡𝕡𝕪. 𝕀'𝕞 𝕤𝕠 𝕙𝕦𝕞𝕚𝕝𝕚𝕒𝕥𝕖𝕕.

"I think that's what this is. So maybe if I follow these steps- if it doesn't work I'll call them. Walk me through it step by step. Sweet!"

𝕀𝕤 𝕚𝕥 𝕨𝕠𝕣𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕟𝕠𝕨? 𝕎𝕖 𝕟𝕖𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕠 𝕖𝕒𝕥 𝕤𝕠𝕞𝕖𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕘. 𝕆𝕗 𝕔𝕠𝕦𝕣𝕤𝕖, 𝕜𝕟𝕠𝕨𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕪𝕠𝕦, 𝕪𝕠𝕦'𝕣𝕖 𝕘𝕠𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕥𝕠 𝕘𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕨𝕠 𝕓𝕒𝕘𝕤 𝕠𝕗 𝕔𝕙𝕚𝕡𝕤 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥'𝕝𝕝 𝕓𝕖 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕝𝕦𝕟𝕔𝕙.

"They told me to call my bank! 250 344 2282. How do I, um, how do I accept an etransfer? Stupid."

"No, it's not for you."

𝕎𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕣𝕖𝕝𝕖𝕧𝕒𝕟𝕔𝕖 𝕕𝕠𝕖𝕤 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕙𝕒𝕧𝕖? 𝕀 𝕨𝕒𝕤𝕟'𝕥 𝕝𝕚𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕟𝕚𝕟𝕘. 𝕀 𝕨𝕒𝕤 𝕝𝕠𝕠𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕒𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕘𝕚𝕣𝕝 - 𝕞𝕦𝕔𝕙 𝕡𝕣𝕖𝕥𝕥𝕚𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕊𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕝𝕪. 𝕀𝕗 𝕀 𝕨𝕒𝕤 𝕚𝕟 𝕔𝕠𝕟𝕥𝕣𝕠𝕝 𝕀'𝕕 𝕘𝕠 𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣𝕖.

"Messages?"

"Yeah, try messages."

"Maybe..."

"Is there a dot to tell you your email?"

𝔸 𝕕𝕠𝕥? 𝕎𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕕 𝕠𝕗 𝕤𝕖𝕟𝕤𝕖 𝕕𝕠𝕖𝕤 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕞𝕒𝕜𝕖?

"I just need to find out where to go."

"Hey, Ty, do you know how to accept an etransfer?"

"I use CIBC."

"Frick."

"God. Do you still remember my bank number?"

𝟛𝟞𝟝𝟚𝟟. ℍ𝕠𝕨 𝕞𝕒𝕟𝕪 𝕥𝕚𝕞𝕖𝕤 𝕕𝕠 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕟𝕖𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕤𝕥𝕦𝕡𝕚𝕕 𝕟𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕖𝕣?

"36527."

"Jesus, you're a wizard."

"I have to log in first. What am I doing..? I need an ID."

"36527."

"Oh, yes, this is the wrong one. So now I have to go back to this one..."

"Some suspicious activity was found on my account."

"All I want is chips! I don't think we can..."

𝕆𝕙, 𝕝𝕠𝕠𝕜 𝕒𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕘𝕚𝕣𝕝 𝕪𝕠𝕦'𝕧𝕖 𝕔𝕙𝕠𝕤𝕖𝕟, 𝕄𝕒𝕥𝕥. 𝕄𝕪 𝕘𝕠𝕕.

"Let me see."

"All I want is chips!"

𝕀 𝕥𝕠𝕝𝕕 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕚𝕥 𝕨𝕒𝕤 𝕘𝕠𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕥𝕠 𝕓𝕖 𝕔𝕙𝕚𝕡𝕤. 𝔻𝕚𝕕 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕝𝕚𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕟? 𝕆𝕗 𝕔𝕠𝕦𝕣𝕤𝕖 𝕟𝕠𝕥. 𝕐𝕠𝕦 𝕟𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕣 𝕝𝕚𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕟 𝕥𝕠 𝕞𝕖, 𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕠𝕦𝕘𝕙 𝕀'𝕞 𝕝𝕚𝕥𝕖𝕣𝕒𝕝𝕝𝕪 𝕚𝕟 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕙𝕖𝕒𝕕.

"Go back in?"

"This is taking so long to figure out."

"I know."

"You should've bought chips, you know."

"Hit that! There you go. She sent it to you."

"Hopefully."

ℍ𝕠𝕡𝕖𝕗𝕦𝕝𝕝𝕪 𝕨𝕚𝕥𝕙 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕞𝕠𝕟𝕖𝕪 𝕪𝕠𝕦'𝕝𝕝 𝕓𝕦𝕪 𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕗𝕠𝕠𝕕. 𝕀'𝕞 𝕤𝕥𝕒𝕣𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘.

"Columbia Valley, or.. Columbia Valley."

"Too bad I don't have CIBC."

"My mom could just take it back."

𝕆𝕙, 𝕝𝕠𝕠𝕜, 𝕟𝕠𝕨 𝕤𝕙𝕖'𝕤 𝕥𝕒𝕝𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕥𝕠 𝕋𝕪. 𝕀 𝕙𝕒𝕥𝕖 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕜𝕚𝕕.

"If we etransfer you $20... We need his email. You have your debit on you, right?"

"Yes!"

"Because CIBC will work we know."

"Sorry. Um, so, our friend Ty has a CIBC account. Could you take it back and send it to him?... Her bank isn't on the list. Hold on, say it again?"

𝕐𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕗𝕣𝕚𝕖𝕟𝕕, 𝕋𝕪? 𝔸𝕤 𝕚𝕗 𝕪𝕠𝕦'𝕧𝕖 𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕣 𝕙𝕦𝕟𝕘 𝕠𝕦𝕥 𝕨𝕚𝕥𝕙 𝕙𝕚𝕞 𝕓𝕖𝕗𝕠𝕣𝕖.

"Oh, kay! Thank you!"

"Thanks. That took some tryin'."

𝕋𝕣𝕪𝕚𝕟'? 𝕀'𝕞 𝕚𝕟 𝕒𝕘𝕠𝕟𝕪.

"Oh, kay!"

"Didn't go far enough. Mobile website."

𝕆𝕙, 𝕚𝕤 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕡𝕣𝕠𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕞? 𝕐𝕠𝕦 𝕕𝕚𝕕𝕟'𝕥 𝕤𝕔𝕣𝕠𝕝𝕝 𝕗𝕒𝕣 𝕖𝕟𝕠𝕦𝕘𝕙 𝕕𝕠𝕨𝕟? 𝕆𝕙, 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕨𝕠𝕟𝕕𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕠𝕗 𝕞𝕠𝕕𝕖𝕣𝕟 𝕚𝕟𝕥𝕖𝕝𝕝𝕚𝕘𝕖𝕟𝕔𝕖!

"So my number is 8392, and this one is-"

"36527."

𝕆𝕙. 𝕄𝕪. 𝔾𝕠𝕕.

"Thank you. Accept. We have to make this fast. We did it after how many minutes?"

"A half hour?"

𝕄𝕠𝕣𝕖 𝕝𝕚𝕜𝕖 𝕗𝕚𝕗𝕥𝕪-𝕥𝕨𝕠 𝕞𝕚𝕟𝕦𝕥𝕖𝕤 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕥𝕨𝕖𝕝𝕧𝕖 𝕤𝕖𝕔𝕠𝕟𝕕𝕤.

"Xvavier, you're staying here to watch the pop."

"What account did you put it in?"

"Basic savings."

"Sometimes it doesn't show up, so log out..."

"And log back in? See, I'm never going to remember this password."

"It's so easy! 36527."

"Stay here. Watch the pop. And my bag."

"Uh-huh."

𝕐𝕖𝕤, 𝕝𝕖𝕒𝕧𝕖 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕚𝕕𝕚𝕠𝕥 𝕨𝕚𝕥𝕙 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕘𝕤. 𝔾𝕖𝕟𝕚𝕦𝕤 𝕚𝕕𝕖𝕒. 𝔹𝕦𝕥 𝕠𝕗 𝕔𝕠𝕦𝕣𝕤𝕖... 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣𝕖'𝕤 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕀 𝕔𝕒𝕟 𝕕𝕠 𝕒𝕓𝕠𝕦𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥, 𝕓𝕖𝕔𝕒𝕦𝕤𝕖 𝕀'𝕞 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕒 𝕥𝕙𝕠𝕦𝕘𝕙𝕥, 𝕥𝕣𝕒𝕡𝕡𝕖𝕕 𝕗𝕠𝕣𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕣 𝕚𝕟 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕞𝕚𝕟𝕕...

 𝟛𝟞𝟝𝟚𝟟.