((Private))
Before Ryoma could even reach the doorknob, Sakamoto said, "WHAT IS IT NOW?!"
From outside the study, Ryoma shuddered. This was a bad time to tell him. But he had to.
"Uh, the election...it...uh, I think, it, um..."
"SPIT IT OUT! I DON'T HAVE MUCH TIME LEFT! YOU KNOW I'M AN OLD MAN!"
"We lost."
There was silence from behind the door. Then Ryoma heard things being thrown around and slamming into the ground, walls, and windows with such force for a whole minute he was convinced his father was much younger than ninety. His father didn't even scream through any of that. Such was his rage.
"DDDDDDDDDAAAAAAAAAATTTTTTTTTTEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
Never mind.
Before Ryoma could even reach the doorknob, Sakamoto said, "WHAT IS IT NOW?!"
From outside the study, Ryoma shuddered. This was a bad time to tell him. But he had to.
"Uh, the election...it...uh, I think, it, um..."
"SPIT IT OUT! I DON'T HAVE MUCH TIME LEFT! YOU KNOW I'M AN OLD MAN!"
"We lost."
There was silence from behind the door. Then Ryoma heard things being thrown around and slamming into the ground, walls, and windows with such force for a whole minute he was convinced his father was much younger than ninety. His father didn't even scream through any of that. Such was his rage.
"DDDDDDDDDAAAAAAAAAATTTTTTTTTTEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
Never mind.
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