(which, perhaps, would make sense, with the way fyodor was looking at dazai from his own little bubble. he knows that, as much as fyodor might act differently, or deny, something about that face can't easily be swatted away or gaslit into something else.
there's a moment in which he whistles. the pebbles should take them somewhere - anywhere.)
We woke up, and talked to only each other. We read, and talked only to each other. I'm pretty sure I might have confessed deep dark secrets in my sleep! While we were in a limbo of waiting! We couldn't walk around like this, I couldn't flirt with you or anyone, and I couldn't even share a drink! Tell me you were satisfied like that.
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(which, perhaps, would make sense, with the way fyodor was looking at dazai from his own little bubble. he knows that, as much as fyodor might act differently, or deny, something about that face can't easily be swatted away or gaslit into something else.
there's a moment in which he whistles. the pebbles should take them somewhere - anywhere.)
We woke up, and talked to only each other. We read, and talked only to each other. I'm pretty sure I might have confessed deep dark secrets in my sleep! While we were in a limbo of waiting! We couldn't walk around like this, I couldn't flirt with you or anyone, and I couldn't even share a drink! Tell me you were satisfied like that.