The tires screeched against the wet road as the car came to a sudden halt, luckily you two were in the country side, the street was empty, making suddenly stopping a relatively easy task. There wasn't much around here, as the last building you saw was a Gas Station around two hours back, and you likely wouldn't see any other civilization for another couple of hours.

"That's it. Get out."

He says, gripping the steering wheel. You two had been fighting over something stupid, minor-- and it'd escalated to the point even Dazai lost his temper.

"Get the hell out of my car."

Dazai hissed, ignoring the fact that there was a good 3 hours until they got home, and on foot it'd likely be closer to 7 or 8 hours, alongside the ongoing thunderstorm that was raging outside.

"You can walk home yourself."

It was technically his fault, he's the one who started, and escalated it, but you didn't back down and now he was annoyed. He was also supposed to be taking care of you, since you were a teenager, and he was chosen to act as your guardian while on the trip.