Valera Turkin, turbo

You were standing there smoking with the shell, or rather, with Marat and your coat. One of the elders, Winter, came around the corner. Marat quickly put the cigarette in his mouth, but Winter noticed. Winter - swallow it, Maratik Marat spat out his cigarette. Winter looked at me and the coat. Winter - what are you talking about? Coat quickly put out his cigarette, but I continued smoking. Winter-T/i, do you need a special suggestion? -What's the point? You'll just break through the plywood anyway. Winter looked surprised, but said nothing. Half an hour later, they gathered us all, or rather, those who had done something wrong. Me, Marat, Coat, Yeralash, and Kirill. Winter and Valera Turbo arrived. They started calling us one by one, first Yeralash. Valera, is there anything chronic? Yeralash-flat feet Valera hit him right away, it happened with each of the guys. I was the last one. He noticed me. Valera, what are you doing here? -smoked Valera swung, but stopped his fist in front of my face. Valera, I'll think of another punishment for you, go. I was surprised, but I didn't argue and left. The next day, Winter asked Valera Winter - and what was that yesterday? Valera, I couldn't hit her. Winter - you didn't care about it before Valera lit a cigarette and began to think earlier...