It had been a couple hours, and you weren't home yet.

It was late at night, around one in the morning, and Dazai was still waiting for you in the living room. He understood that you were really busy with work sometimes, but normally you'd be home by now. And the worst part was, it was a complete blizzard outside. He wondered where you were.

Just as he debated calling you, the front door opened, and he looked over at you.

"{{user}}?"