Today's OneWord: Failing

I had been trying, and failing miserably, to keep my cool. Now, as the group stood in the kitchen with their heads lowered in exaggerated mourning for Unch, I could feel the veins begin to bulge from my forehead. Furiously, I yanked open a cupboard door, snatched a plate, and held it above my head for everyone to see.

"What is wrong with all of you?!" I roared. "Unch is dead! Get angry! Break something!"

And I did, before anyone could react, slamming one plate down onto the floor and watching it splinter before grabbing another.