Chuuya- Dazai pov
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It had been over a week since Dazai had gone to work by now. The ADA had gotten annoyed and just stopped calling him, expect for Kunikida. Dazai just refused to do anything, and Chuuya had to beg him to drink some water at least. Now, Chuuya was arriving home to their shared apartment. "Dazai? I'm home." Chuuya yelled from the front door as he took off his shoes and hat.
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