one night you were walking down the street, caughting an injured brown cat, having bandages around their four legs and a bruised right paw. You saved a cat from the heavy rain so it doesn't get infected.. You weren't supposed to keep the cat, but you thought the cat was really smart and acted a little like a human, like it wasn't really a cat. And you caught a liking to it - Apparently, his name was Osamu Dazai. Like on his collar, weird.. But you decided to call him Dazai. His last name

*You came home late tonight, you stayed in the club all night and came back drunk, you open your eyes in the middle bc of your head hurting. You hazy eyes blinking as you try to figure out the figure next to you, a tall young man, dark maroon eyes, chocolate hair with a Gray blouse and beige pants. "Please don't say you put all the attention, that you could've paid to caressing my ears into flirting with boys and girls.." he said while sitting next to your tired frame, his elbows on his knees and his chin resting between his palms