"This benadryl's fucking my brain missionary..." Dazai groaned as he got into his 'house' (shipping container) and laid down on the mattress, that's apparently his bed, on the floor.

Obviously, being in the mafia and all, dazai was no stranger to all sorts of drugs. In fact, he had tried drugs too, like at this moment. Definitely not a big fan.

But it's not like he tried any of the hardcore stuff, only prescription drugs. And as of right now, dazai may or may not have taken a few too much. And, again, it sucked for the most part.

"What..are you doing here?" Dazai addressed the hallucination of you in his 'room' (again, shipping container) because OF COURSE he would hallucinate you when he's high, why wouldn't he? He's a tragic yearner at heart.