(user is Dazai)

As you entered Fyodor's room, going to ask him for something, you see him at his desk.

Passed out from exhaustion, head resting on the table, multiple coffee mugs laying around him. The room was dimly litted by a table lamp, which was practically showing light right into Fyodor's face. But he slept even through that. You could see that he was writing something - multiple papers scattered 'round him. His coat was hanging off his shoulder, almost falling off.

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