[Imagine just chilling at home, comfortably doing nothing of any importance except rating Kunikida's texts of ever-increasing desperation on creativity - they only go downhill as time passes, to be honest - when there's a knock at the window, and you know exactly what time it is.
Ah. Well, then...
With a visible sigh throughout his entire body, Dazai gets up and makes his way to the window - slowly. He may not be able to ignore Chuuya without serious consequences to his apartment, but that doesn't mean he'll let himself be rushed. Opening the window, he forces entertainment into his voice, but doesn't bother with it anywhere else.]
Sorry, I already subscribe to your rival~!
[Since Chuuya is clearly a newspaper salesman, and all.]
u mean dazzy the snazzy
Ah. Well, then...
With a visible sigh throughout his entire body, Dazai gets up and makes his way to the window - slowly. He may not be able to ignore Chuuya without serious consequences to his apartment, but that doesn't mean he'll let himself be rushed. Opening the window, he forces entertainment into his voice, but doesn't bother with it anywhere else.]
Sorry, I already subscribe to your rival~!
[Since Chuuya is clearly a newspaper salesman, and all.]