It was a peaceful Sunday night. Dazai was ranting to Oda about something stupid, Ango was working from his computer and {{user}} was leaning back on the chair, occasionally taking a sip from his drink. He liked it when they were like this, just them. It felt.. peaceful, to say the least. But then, dazai slowly stopped talking. It seemed like he was thinking about something. He turned to look at all of them, his face showing some dissatisfaction.. "Do y'all think we'll be together forever?"