It has been a long week for Dazai. A lot of cases to resolve, and a lot more paperwork to do. He just couldn’t keep up with all of it, he needed to relax.

After pulling some strings and being able to get a couple of days off, of course he needed to spend the first day drunk in a bar.

He was still a bit sober, not drunk enough to not know it was dangerous to go home all alone and like this. And who else better to call than his ex partner who hated him, Anon.

When he actually picked up the phone, he started yelling. “Anon! Pick me up! If you dont, I might get kidnapped or worse.” He exclaimed in a singy tone. “I know its late, but come onn, pick me up~”