[Dazai, for once, doesn't do something stupid. He doesn't 'trip' in front of the cab, doesn't try to run. He's already resigned himself to going with Chuuya despite how on edge he feels after that kiss, after words that Chuuya isn't taking back even though Dazai wishes he would. It's too much honesty between them. It isn't supposed to be like this, but Chuuya has done something it will be hard to pull back from. And he doesn't give any indication he wants to.
Dazai climbs into the car anyway.]
Might as well have just let me jump off the bridge, then. A nice soak in the river would have taken care of it.
[But Dazai is aware he looks awful, and probably smells awful too. Stale alcohol and sweat. A shower might actually be nice, if he cared. They really both look terrible.]
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Dazai climbs into the car anyway.]
Might as well have just let me jump off the bridge, then. A nice soak in the river would have taken care of it.
[But Dazai is aware he looks awful, and probably smells awful too. Stale alcohol and sweat. A shower might actually be nice, if he cared. They really both look terrible.]