[The floor was comfortable, and twenty minutes were more than enough for Dazai to arrange his thoughts. Chuuya, he knew, would have questions.
He kept his eyes to the ceiling as Chuuya stalked into the kitchen. Even from the periphery, it was obvious to Dazai that the other was trying to act normal.]
Might as well sit down, slug.
[The coffee smelled good, and that bag looked liked it held more than what Chuuya would get just for himself.
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He kept his eyes to the ceiling as Chuuya stalked into the kitchen. Even from the periphery, it was obvious to Dazai that the other was trying to act normal.]
Might as well sit down, slug.
[The coffee smelled good, and that bag looked liked it held more than what Chuuya would get just for himself.
Really now.]