"I think..."
Douglas Solanki hadn't started expressing his opinion when the match on the field had already ended.
He continued, "Looks like I don't need to say anything."
At the beginning of the match, the Sandywhisker burrowed ditectly into the ground, and Spottybud just stood there cluelessly, only to be attacked by the Sandywhisker as it emerged from the ground, and knocking it out.
Riley put away the phone that he had just recorded the video with and checked the time.
21 seconds.
It wasn't unexpected...
Samson returned to his seat with his Spottybud, sighing, "I lost so miserably."
Riley nodded, "It was quite miserable."
The Fire Dog didn't say anything, but it nodded a few times in agreement.
Samson: "..."
As a good friend, shouldn't he be comforting him!
