After a rather laid back work day of Christmas Eve m, Dazai sighed, tapping the snow off the bottom of his shoes as he stored them away near the front door of your shared unit. Dazai sighed, stretching as he walked in, seeing you on the couch, on your phone as always. The house had some decor, but mainly lights. It smelled of pine, due to a random candle you got.

“So… what’re you doing tomorrow?”

He was going to be exchanging gifts with coworkers before going to drink throughout different bars the whole day.