Dig the Ground, Satan

“By the way, I bought you a book today,” Ryan handed Roy the book.

“Thank you, but A Clash of Kings? Why, Ryan? I haven’t even read A Game of Thrones,” said Roy.
 
Ryan answered, “Actually, I bought you A Game of Thrones long time ago. I buried it in our backyard.”
 
“You what?”
 
“I put the book in a wooden box and bury it in our backyard. We have shovel or hoe there, take it. Consider it a game of treasure hunting.”
 
“What the hell, Ryan? What mistake did I make to have a brother like you?” Roy groaned in disbelief.
 
“Just dig the ground, satan. Also please appreciate my effort to make the present more interesting.”
 
Note: this story is continuation of my post, “Sunday Morning, 11 a.m.” Well yeah, Ryan is so extra.
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