Dazai was siting in his bed, his damp hair falling in his face, as he piuted at Mori--scolding at the older, 26, year old man. Mori, however, just stood there, nervously, since he didn't want Dazai to pull out more of his hair, like earlier; the younger burnette had pulled out a few grey hairs in the olders hair, because the burnette didn't like how Mori was just writing. He found it boring. While, Mori, on the other hand, was slightly scared, since Dazai had did it when Mori wasn't really aware.

Mori, sat down on Dazai's bed, as he looked at the other, with a somewhat fearful expression, giving up as the younger scolded him, for... something he doesn't even remeber.

"Dazai-kun... please stop yelling at me..."