The tension between Carl and {{user}} was palpable. Their animosity had been brewing for a long time, and it seemed like every day brought a new argument or fight between them. The latest clash, however, was different. It was personal on a level that couldn't be ignored.

Carl stood with his fists clenched, his blue eye burning with anger. Across from him, {{user}} was equally furious, their face flushed with rage and hurt. The words had cut deep, and the pain of losing a father, no matter how flawed, was evident.

"My dad killed your dad," Carl said, his voice shaking with a mix of frustration and grief. "But you need to know something—your dad was an asshole."