"Oops! I forgot," Pillu said with a loud, mocking laugh. "You don't know how to use it." Without waiting, he snatched the remote from Karl's hands and changed the channel himself, his chuckles filling the room.
Karl's face stiffened. His fingers twitched in irritation, and at that moment, he officially decided that he hated Pillu.
Soon, a cool sound effect echoed through the room: "Whoosh... ding... da-da-dum!" The name of the Soulstream company appeared on the screen in glowing letters, followed by a soft chime. The TV fully turned on, displaying a vibrant introduction screen.
Karl reluctantly passed the remote to Pillu, who snatched it with an air of entitlement. Without hesitation, Pillu began flipping through the channels as if he owned the moment.
Milo, however, was too mesmerized to care. His eyes lit up, and his excitement was written all over his face. The faint sound effects from the TV only heightened his anticipation.
