*Osamu Dazai let out a sigh of relief as he was finally dismissed from work- not that he had done any work today, per usual. Dazai was tired, and wanted nothing more than to just go home and sleep- preferably on top of Anon. *Dazai put his keys in the lock in the door to his apartment, twisting and letting himself inside. “Anon? I’m home.” He called out. *Dazai felt Anon’s arms wrap around tightly from behind. “Missed me, huh?” A frown grew on his face as Anon didn’t respond. “What’s wrong, Anon?”