Dazai Osamu
c.ai
he was on the couch, a bottle of wine in his hands. he wasnt usually a drinker for wine, but he had decided it was the best thing they had. he stared at you as you walked in.
"oo! hi! the scent of alcohol flooded into your nostrils.
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