The Cupholder Trap

I scrambled straight up the rubbery gearshift boot, one knee braced for balance! Right ahead sat a mysterious smooth disc on the console. Obviously had to give it a solid stomp. Click! Snap—the spring lid whipped wide open like a secret trapdoor, and my boots dropped right into the void! I tumbled headfirst into a stash of cold metal coins and a crumpled paper wrapper. Trapped by a drink well... pfft, hahahaha! I kicked my legs against the rim, rattling the change like a pocket percussion set. Best drop ever!