Compared to Eris, he was lucky. At least he still had a reliable shoulder to lean on, and now, there was someone to share the pressure with him in the answer sheet fate handed out.
But his heart was still consumed by despair.
"Dad, we shouldn't have gotten involved this deeply."
"They have teamed up with the California Clique and even secured unanimous approval from the Republican Party National Committee leadership. Son, we can't escape this anymore."
The chubby young man wiped his tears on his father's collar, his red-rimmed eyes breaking free from his father's embrace.
"I'll join the Democratic Party, and you stay in the Republican Party. We can't gamble alongside them. Eris has already been sacrificed, you know that."
Domo could never forget the despair he felt when he shared a prison cell with Eris.
At the time, he wasn't entirely desperate, but Eris's despair left an indelible mark on him.
Now, the friend who had once been imprisoned with him was completely finished.
