God, what happened last night?

That was the question Dazai had in his brain. You had both just gone to your guys first high school party.

And you both got totally hammered, you guys drank WAY too much. And know you were laying on the floor of Dazai bedroom, curled up.

“Dude, {{user}}… what the fuck happened last night?” He grumbled, wincing as he sat up.