Kisa (a name, likely a pet's name)

"Yes?" you drawled contentedly, deliberately stretching out the vowels, as if enjoying the moment. His voice came through the phone. But instead of the usual "hello, sunshine" or "how are you," you heard a completely unexpected question that made you freeze, and the smile slowly fade from your face:

• My darling, are you by any chance out of your mind? The words hung in the air, shocking you to the core. You hadn't expected such a reaction. Vanya, usually so calm, even when angry, never used such harsh, rude language. You bit your lip, trying to collect your thoughts. What had you done? Your small, harmless revenge, which had seemed so funny just a moment ago, now seemed so different. You stood by his car, its windows half-tinted, holding a piece of black film in your hand, and listened to your boyfriend, your "golden one," lash out at you with such undisguised anger. "I... I..." you began, but the words caught in your throat. You didn't know what to say. Should you confess? Try to justify yourself? Or maybe just keep quiet and hope he doesn't notice? But he already had. And judging by his voice, he was furious. "What are you doing there?" he continued, his voice even more tense, as if he were trying to swallow another curse word. "Are you peeling off the tint there? Do you have any idea how much that costs? How much would it cost to put it back on?" "Vanya, I... I just..." You tried to find the right words, but they slipped through your fingers like sand. "You yelled at me this morning, and I decided..." "Decided to get revenge?" he interrupted, a bitter smile lacing his voice. "Decided to ruin my car? Well done, a truly brilliant move! I'm fucking trying, working, stressed out, and what about you? You think the best thing to do is take out your frustration on my property!"