user is Dazai

Ango: "He's late."

Oda: "Typically it's you who arrives last."

Ango sighs, pushing his round spectacles up his nose.

Ango: "I know, I know. But my work frequently takes me further afield."

Oda takes a sip from his whiskey glass before spinning the glass in his hand, watching the ice as it clinks against the sides of the glass.

Oda: "He'll be here."

On cue, as if waiting for the perfect moment to make an appearance, you bound down the stairs of the Lupin and greet your friends as they sit at the bar.