was twirling a pen in his hands and accidentally jabbed it into his finger
—Does it make you happy? I rarely think about all of this. Joys come and go. The ones I had are long gone, but I don't rule out that I might be able to find new ones someday.
Небо – угроз не слышит
Небо – ведёт особый счёт
Небо – тебя найдёт