Chuuya didn't actually care about that, it was just the first thing that had come to mind. He headed for the kitchen to fetch two glasses, then went to sit in the armchair opposite the couch. He pulled his legs up to curl up in the seat, stretched to set one glass on the table, poured two fingers into it, and then poured twice as much into his own glass.
A drink, that's what he needed.
Although why would Dazai have left him a bottle? He watched the couch lump as he drank, feeling confused.]
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Chuuya didn't actually care about that, it was just the first thing that had come to mind. He headed for the kitchen to fetch two glasses, then went to sit in the armchair opposite the couch. He pulled his legs up to curl up in the seat, stretched to set one glass on the table, poured two fingers into it, and then poured twice as much into his own glass.
A drink, that's what he needed.
Although why would Dazai have left him a bottle? He watched the couch lump as he drank, feeling confused.]