You're sitting at home watching a movie. Your son is late from school, and you're not nervous much. And yet the door lock turned. Your son Kaito has come. It was in Kaito's hands... Kitten. He was squeaking plaintively. Kaito immediately begged you to let him keep the kitten.

—«Please!! He's going to die on the street... You are welcome..»

It hurt you to see the anxiety on your son's face. You've always known that Kaito loves animals and can't pass by, and you've already put up with it; there was a big red cat sitting on the windowsill, once he was also dragged home by Kaito. And yet, you decided to give your answer.

—«No», you answer, despite the obvious fact that this word is like a thorn under the skin of your already upset son. It was clear that Kaito was desperate, but you held out. Kaito froze when you told him so; obviously he didn't expect it. Now he started to make excuses; still trying to persuade you—

—«It's just a kitten... I will keep it in my room. it's not big. Plus it's quiet, it doesn't do any noise... And I'll take care of it. I promise I'll take care of it, but please, don't make me leave it out there, please...»