Oh, because I can't imagine a world you would just mind your own business, Fyfy!
(there's a beat as he watches that little sip, babysitting a drink certainly is not his own style, but it should make sense. it's not like fyodor is a walking bill of good health - but then again, neither really is dazai. his body is probably rotten inside, but alas, he'll chug.
once the bottom of the glass hits the table once more, a little spoonful of his soup touches his lips. see? i kept my part of the suggestion, now it's your turn, is what his eyes tell fyodor as they fall to his beverage.)
As it wasn't exactly this me who attempted any drowning, none of you should be mad at me, anyway.
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(there's a beat as he watches that little sip, babysitting a drink certainly is not his own style, but it should make sense. it's not like fyodor is a walking bill of good health - but then again, neither really is dazai. his body is probably rotten inside, but alas, he'll chug.
once the bottom of the glass hits the table once more, a little spoonful of his soup touches his lips. see? i kept my part of the suggestion, now it's your turn, is what his eyes tell fyodor as they fall to his beverage.)
As it wasn't exactly this me who attempted any drowning, none of you should be mad at me, anyway.