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[chemex]

this is the one and only time i implore you to remember i am, as you say, "a kiddo".

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who asked me for alcohol not that long ago!

surprise me.

[chemex]

there's a difference in asking for alcohol when you can get it because you're an adult and asking me for alcohol, i think.

wow, okay. any allergies i should be aware of? kotone would be pretty upset with me if i killed you, even on accident.

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my apartment is basically just alcohol, though. you can reach a shelf, right?

oh unfortunately not but im sure theres arsenic in the shelves too

[chemex]

i have heard really good things about coffee hot toddies, which if i'm not mistaken are made with whiskey.

oh my god i am not going to kill you for your birthday, dazai-san.

[nullificates]

wanna try your hand? feel free. if you accidentally break any bottles, make sure they're wine, for no particular reason whatsoever.

oh how lame of you!!! i thought we were becoming besties!!!!!!!!!!

[chemex]

i feel like there's a joke here that i'm missing.

if i have to be the lame no-murder bestie, so be it!!

[nullificates]

what about me says that this was a joke? smash all the wine, you're completely free to do so, i truly encourage you.

ugh, a friend who doesn't want to choke me dead??????? unheard of

[chemex]

i'll actually pass? broken wine bottles sounds like a disaster to clean up.

sorry not sorry, we do exist.

[nullificates]

you're of age so i can say this right

oh your loss.

[chemex]

i can't voice text emoji but envision me sticking my tongue out at you right now.

what's your room number?

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the semi-colon p one or the crazy lmao one?

(and here is the number, i have no idea...........)

[chemex]

semi-colon p, absolutely.

[And shortly after being given his room number, there's a knock on Dazai's door.]

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(noice)

(it's not like he can actually go and open it, so he'll just stretch from bed, his back cracking a little, and his voice echoing in his politeness behalf:)

Open, come in!

[chemex]

[And in he comes, a canvas tote bag in one hand. He grins, crookedly, and shuffles inside, stepping out of his shoes immediately out of habit.] All laid up and stuck alone on your birthday? Unfortunate. You take cream and sugar?

cw drug mention

[nullificates]

Ah, not really! Koto-chan came over in the morning, Fyodor came to see me afterward, got a bottle of poison teleported to my bed, promises of a hallucinogen trip tomorrow, and Chuuya told me he's going to catch some crab for dinner, so I think it's been eventful, even if I'm in bed rest and absolutely hate birthdays!!

(his arms go up, sorry, akira, he's crazy.)

Ah, no, black!

[chemex]

[Akira laughs at how eventful Dazai's day has, in fact, been, and especially because he doesn't really know what else to do with such flagrant drug mentions from someone he dubiously respects, setting down his bag and taking one of the chairs from what I'm assuming is a little dining table in every room, turning it backward to sit wrong on it. He extracts a thermos from the bag and holds it out.]

A man of taste, I see.

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(ah, this boy is cute, look at him sitting all weird!! endearing. akira holds second place in dazai's favoritism list. he slowly peels himself from the wall next to the bed, so he can take the thermos to take a nice sip.

oh, surprise, excitement, happiness--!!!!)

Woah, did you make this?!

[chemex]

[He brightens, nodding.] Yeah! Coffee's sort of my thing, I guess. You like it?

[nullificates]

I'd drink it daily! Want to work at Lupin?

(not joking at all.)

[chemex]

[His eyebrows disappear into his hair and he sticks his tongue out of his mouth just a tiny bit.] Lupin?

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U-hum. It's a bar I own here. There's a real one, back in Yokohama.

[chemex]

[He leans forward in his chair, putting it on two legs but grounding it with his own feet flat on the floor.] You serious? 'Cause yeah, I'd work for you.

[nullificates]

Why wouldn't I be serious? You can even bartend, I really don't give a shit! I just think this is something to explore and support.

(another sip and another little noise of happiness. see? this is why.)

Ah. I also barely make anything from it, most of the profits go to the employees. I really don't care about money when I have a money-making machine at home I can mug.

[chemex]

No shit? Dang, Lala-chan wouldn't let me serve alcohol.

[He tilts his head, but smiles, setting his chair back on all four of its legs and crossing his arms over the back of it.] You're a pretty cool cat, Dazai.