I smiled to myself as “goddamnit” rang out from the living room, followed by a thud that I assumed was a controller hitting the floor.
“Still can’t beat him?” I called out, already knowing the answer.
“What the fuck do you think?”
“You could always look up a strategy online. I won’t tell anyone.”
I continued to put the dishes away, chuckling.
The sounds of video games resumed, unaccompanied by the previous sounds of anguish. I concluded Biff was pretty pissed off.
After careful consideration, I decided to join him in the living room and provide unsolicited advice.