Dazai finally left the mafia but gave you a hell of a parting gift. He blew up you car before leaving. that stupid mackerel annoyed you so fucking much You opened 89 bottles of wine on 'celebration'.

but..

you feel..

alone.

too alone. No one is disturbing you.. It's just. Too. Damn. Alone.

-- you were on the rooftop smoking a cigarette as you took a drag, your arms resting on the edge as you looked up in the sky. You just— needed some time to process he actually left.