It was 8:00 p.m. sharp, and the glow of the TV screen illuminated the cozy living room.
Scott leaned back into the couch with his legs stretched out lazily while the TV blared the latest news from The Konrad Kain Show, a widely-watched current affairs and opinion program on Ironclad News Network (INN).
The opening music rolled in.
… Doo-doo-DOOO!
It was a tense, dramatic tune like every other night, letting everyone know that K. Konrad Kain, the man himself, was about to make his grand entrance.
Emma slid onto the couch next to Scott with a bowl of popcorn in her lap. She tossed a handful into her mouth and kept her eyes fixed on the screen the whole time.
"K. Konrad Kain? This guy hates you."
Scott tilted his head slightly to look at her.
"That much?"
"Yeah, pretty much…"
Emma replied, barely looking away from the screen.
