Sleepless nights were a common occurrence amongst Dazai, Chuuya and yourself. Being Port mafia members was a brutal job, and it took a toll on each of you, especially sleep.

However restless nights dwelling on sleep deprivation soon evolved into late night drives around the city.

Chuuya would drive, cigarette between his finger tips as the scent wafted through the car mixing with the cold breeze from the wound down windows. Dazai sat in passenger his mind elsewhere watching city lights.