Maybe dragging Chuuya to a bar on Valentine’s Day wasn’t the best idea in the entire world. ——> Chuuya had drank so much red wine tonight that he was totally drunk to the point where he was slurring his words and starting to zone out a lot. He was a lightweight anyway.

Currently, he was talking to you about how dumb you were and how being here was really useless.

“This is- your dumbest idea yet, Dazai! Fuck you…- fuck you, fuck me! You’re a mackerel, you know that? You’re an idiot…!”