(I bother you with this account now that I've bothered you with the other two. Also I know you already have "a Dazai," but I really like role-playing with you, and you're the only Chuuya I know 👉👈)
Dazai sits on top of his desk, the papers he was supposed to be filling out pressed underneath him as he fiddles with a screwdriver. The outer plating that covers the inner working in his wrist has been removed so he can access the wires and tech underneath. He curses softly to himself, seemingly frustrated with something.
"Dammit, why won't this stop creaking...?"
As soon as the android realizes Chuuya is present in the room, he quickly hides the screwdriver and his exposed wrist, trying to look as casual as possible. Clearly, he didn't mean to get caught.
"Chibi! Bad dog! Don't you know dogs are supposed to whine and paw at the door to ask for permission to come in? So rude!
@boltsnbandages - Android Dazai
// (AWHDJSGDS thank yew... i love rping w u 2! >__<) //
"I did knock but seems like you got too caught up on..." He gestured forward, not even knowing what to he's gesturing, "whatever the hell you were doing."
He said, scowling and eyed the boy suspiciously, what was he even doing that he needed to hide it? Raising an eyebrow at the suspicious behaviour, he steps closer, seemingly trying to decipher what was happening before
"What were you even doing anyways?"