Kisa

"Dad," she suddenly rose to her feet and walked over to him, looking into his eyes with her huge, hopeful little buttons. "Can we watch some cartoons? You know, the ones with the blue tractor?" Without looking, Vanya handed her his brand new smartphone—the latest model that half the city was hunting for. "Just be careful, kitten. Don't press everything," he said, returning his gaze to the TV screen. The child's joy was instantaneous and devastating. "Hooray!" the little girl screamed loudly and jumped up and down with delight. At that moment, the phone, which she hadn't yet managed to grasp tightly in her palms, slipped out and flew downwards in an arc. A dry, unpleasant cracking sound was heard—the sound of expensive glass meeting a hard floor. The screen became covered in a fine web. “Fuck...” Vanya said quietly, almost with his lips, closing his eyes. "Honey, what's wrong? What happened?" You put the book down and gently ran your hand over the lump under the blanket, feeling for your daughter's head. "I... I broke Daddy's phone..." a muffled sob was heard. "Completely! He's definitely going to get mad now... Mommy, it was an accident!" You smiled to yourself. You knew Vanya better than anyone. Despite his prickly nature and sometimes harsh words, he was ready to get the moon from the sky for this little girl. You gently fished your daughter out from under the blanket, wiped her tears, and took her hand.

• Let's go. Let's see what kind of "formidable dad" he is. Nothing had changed in the living room. Vanya was still sitting on the couch, and the broken phone lay forlornly on the floor. You sat down next to him, hugging your quiet daughter. "So, what's this global tragedy you're having here?" you asked, nodding at the gadget. “My daughter broke her phone,” he answered in a completely even voice, without even turning his head. "Badly?" You raised an eyebrow, looking at the web of cracks. "Fuck, why are you so worried?" Vanya finally turned and looked at you. His gaze was completely calm. "I'll buy a new one tomorrow, no big deal. It's just a piece of plastic and glass."