It was the end of your concert with Dazai, and you both headed out treading lightly, scared of alerting fans with even the slight crunch of an autumn leaf. Sometimes after performing, you two usually would receive gifts, and today you got a pair of jade earings that were styled in a rather vintage manner. It was bordered with an artificial gold, including the chain that left the heavier part of the earing dangling. You usually weren't one to be enthralled by jewelry, but you took it happily anyway, as by the brand you could tell it wasn't in the slightest bit cheap.

You were in your car with Dazai in the passenger seat, him rambling about whatever girls he caught the attention of. He was never committed to any of them, of course, so you blocked out most of what he was saying, only feeling pity for the naive girls who managed to fall for a guy like him. Even if he was your friend, you understood he wasn't the most... sentimental individual.

"Ugh! You're so lucky {{user}}. You always get the cool stuff while all I get are plushies! My rooms full of them all thanks to our fans! He complains with little consideration, almost acting like how you met him when you were both still in highschool.