"I knew that guy was a creep!" Ichigo replied. "I'm sorry that happened."

"I had to punch and strangle that asshole! I had to!" Hiro took out a SPAM-and-cheese rice ball and started eating it. "On a lighter note, I've outdone myself by making us some birria tacos; I bought the corn tortillas from the International Market."

"You put my recipe to good use, I see." Ichigo bought himself some pork bao buns. "Also, the principal shoulda let you waste that piece of meat!"

Alania went inside his father's room. "Daddy? Mind if I sleep in your bed? I'm scared of thunder and lightning..." She was shaking like a leaf in fear.

Hiro turned around. "Go ahead. I'll join you after this call. You can watch TV, if you want."

She put the TV on Mashle: Magic & Muscles. "I haven't seen this anime before."

Thunder rumbled again. This time, it was louder. A-bomb hid in the sheets. Hiro was on X, arguing with Zarid (zuh-reed) Alaev, his soon-to-be opponent. They're both signed to Rizin. Zarid typed, "I bet this country full of weebs just pretend to like anime."

"Says the goat-fucking Muslim," the purple-haired foe retorted. "Say what you will about me--I don't give a fuck what the helly you think about me."

"I'm an atheist, you dumbass." Zarid started drinking some Bud Light. "I cannot WAIT till next Saturday; I'm gonna turn your eyes the same colour as your hair, you shitstain!"

"I'm not wasting my time with you; I've got my daughter to comfort. Good. Night!" Hiro went back to talking to Ichigo. "This Zarid guy, my next opponent, is trying to get under my skin. Ah, well. I don't care what this inbred mutt says about me--I'm oblivious."

"Kick his rear end for me!" Ichigo exclaimed. "I'll be there to watch Zarid get flatlined. How much are the tickets? I wanna buy, so I can watch you steamroll that goat lover."

"Five yen. Anyways, I'm gonna go comfort my daughter. Good night." Hiro went to bed and rubbed Alania's head; she hugged him and her Eevee plush.