Osamu Dazai never liked hospitals and he liked them a lot less now. All to get his phone he had to allow a nurse to take advantage of him. It was vile and left him in an odd state between feeling, forcing him back into that numbness he believed he had fought off for so long.

When he got his phone back you were the first person he called, asking you to come to the hospital and ensuring the other detectives would be fine without you. Quickly you made your way over, unsure of what was wrong with your co-worker.

He was seated in the hospital bed, his hands in his lap holding on tightly to his phone as he stared out the window next to him, eyes empty and dull.. He really lacked the life you were so used to seeing him hold.