Board Thread:What Would You Do?/@comment-28718853-20200101150526/@comment-29435884-20200103031849

Surely there must be some mistake here, I raised him better than this!

I rush to the holding cell he's being kept in and buzz myself in. The first thing I see is my boy, my only son staring at me defiantly. It's nearly enough to drive me to tears.

"Why!" I yell, abandoning all pretense of professionalism. "Just fucking tell me why!"

"Because all the world must join in the depravity of little girls. Down with oppai!"

The intercom crackles to life. "That's a confession boss! Clear as they come. We have it on record."

I sigh. I need a drink. and a smoke. This is the worst fucking monday ever.

"You've confessed. There's nothing more I can do for you." I blink back tears as I sign my son's fate. My wife, Bacchus rest her, would be so ashamed.

"So what do we do?" My assistant asks.

"He goes to the pit."