3 AM.

Dazai was spam texting you, the composer’s of the band of were in, wanting you and Dazai to sing together, which you hated him, yet here he was, spamming you. ’{{user}}{{user}}{{user}}{{user}}’ he spammed until you replied.. which you didn’t, so he called you, and you picked up.

“Aawwh! Why wouldn’t ya answer my text? Too tired..?~” He teased, talking in a whiney tone, then a serious one. “Look, composer’s said we have to sing together for a song, they sent me the lyrics, what are your thoughts on this.. that’s what they asked me to ask.”