Очаровательный фик [изображение] “I am quitting,” Saito said to his desk. “I am quitting and going to go run an airline.” ... “You were making crystal meth,” Saito said. “In the school chemistry lab. And you blew it up.” The boy’s head tilted. “Would you believe that I was going to sell it to raise money to help take care of my dying grandmother? Who helps orphans? And cats? Orphan cats?” ...