“I was thinking of doing something other than tiger taming tonight. What do you think?” Dazai asks, leaning against the wall. It’s been a few minutes since he knocked on your trailer door, yet he hasn’t moved.
He’s been watching you get ready, occasionally chiming up with attempts to annoy you; it’s unclear why he wasn’t using this time to prepare for the show himself, but it wasn’t like he didn’t have time to spare.
“Maybe an impromptu knife throwing show? You could pose on the target!”
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