Oct 24, 2019
“ exactly, why are you awake? ” / Dazai
   Four, five? How many hours since midnight had actually passed? The sun hadn’t been up in ages and it was still long before it showed its face for the new day. Yet here he was, sitting comfortably in the kitchen. Two plush crabs on either sides of a large plate of last night’s leftovers topped with crab meat. Likely from a can, judging by the still cylindrical shape.
        “We all thought we smelled cake.” There was no cake to be seen.
