Cain grunted in response, his mood souring further. He didn't care about fans or the show right now.
All he wanted was to get through breakfast in peace, but with the girls practically screaming at the TV, that was looking less and less likely.
As the episode continued to play on the screen, the volume of their voices only seemed to grow.
Cain sighed, taking another sip of his now-cold coffee. He wasn't interested in watching the show — but the girls' voices carried on, echoing in his head like a persistent, annoying buzz.
No matter how hard he tried to tune them out, it was impossible to escape the reality of RRR.
The girls were practically fan-girling at maximum volume, and he couldn't help but feel like he was trapped in an idol-themed nightmare.
Mimi's eyes narrowed at the screen, her fingers tightening around the cloth she had been using to wipe the tables.
