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[shortfornow]

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'Mistakes'?

[Chuuya glances over at Dazai, eyebrow raised.]

What mistakes are you going to make?

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There's weed here.

[ Maybe it'll help with something. The bored with the world that was settling in again on the days that weren't a murder mystery? The lack of being so close to death? Feeling lost? Feeling alone with his mind again Something.

A pause as he lifts his head to look at Chuuya for a moment. ]

I'll let you know when I decide to try it.

[ It's a new world and who knows if it'll be a good time or bad since you know drugs. ]

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[And his face just falls.]

I'm pretty sure you're not supposed to do drugs while you're still growing, Dazai.

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Maybe I'll stay as short.

[ Look it worked for Sherlock Holmes? ]

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That's fine, I'll end up taller than you I guess.

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You won't grow any taller if you don't drink a lot of milk.

[ There's no heat or anything behind the words. ]

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Says the guy who wants to smoke weed.

[Like those two things are comparable at all.]

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I want to try something new.

[ Weed is better than anything else he could try lbr. ]

Unless you have a better idea?

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...it's probably better than alcohol, I guess.

[Says the future alcoholic.]

At least do it early in the week, so you're nor impaired on murder night.

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[ Alcohol is actually next on his list, and then he'll quit dumb teenaged experimenting to some how find a whole chill for his mind.

Waving a hand because he already thought about that. He's not dumb, Chuuya. ]

Tomorrow. After the execution. Reito probably needs it, too.

[ His roommate needs a bigger chill. ]

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I mean...yeah, Ayabe needs to calm down. But are you sure he'll even smoke it?

[He's asking the important questions here.]

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It might depend on how I approach it.

[ If not, there is always contact highs. ]

You know, he wants to cut my hair.

[ Putting a hand on the bandages around his head. ]

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I can see why. He's obsessed with keeping things clean, and you're a mess.

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Hah. That coming from you.

[ Reaching over to touch that hair. ]

Maybe I should point out all the uneven strands you have to him.

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I think he'll be more interested in your mop before he messes with mine.

[But there's no denying the weird way his stomach flops when he thinks about Ayabe noticing his hair in its messy state and deciding to do something about it. Chuuya would fight any haircut, of course, but the struggle is what's interesting.

Enjoy the feeling of butterflies in the stomach, Dazai.]

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[ that's gay. why is there that feeling there??? he moves his hand away just to be sure it's not from his own contact. ] What are you thinking about?

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[He blinks, clearly confused by the question. Bye bye butterfly-feeling!]

Ayabe demanding we get haircuts? We were just talking about it.

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[ That does nothing to answer anything. The feeling is something foreign, but it didn't seem bad. He just can't place it or what really caused it. Frowning for a moment as he thinks about it...

Chuuya will probably get a vague kind of perplexed feel from him before he sighs. ]

It doesn't matter.

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[And that does nothing to alleviate Chuuya's sheer confusion at Dazai being perplexed about feelings. But ultimately, he doesn't care enough to question it much. It's just another weird Dazai thing.]

You're so weird.

i should warn for suicide because unlocks

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Maybe you just bring it out.

[ Nah, he knows he's weird. Just going to look at his book again. Tilting it to let Chuuya to see it as well if he wants. It basically goes through different methods and has graphs for pain, if it's easy, and how much of a pain it'll be for others to clean up. Fun, huh? ]

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Yeah, that wouldn't be so surprising.

[But sure, he grabs the book and looks through it. And he frowns.]

Of all the things to read here, THIS is what you choose?

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I'm still interested in it, even if I'm not actively trying to kill myself.

[ Turning his body towards Chuuya. ]

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Let's at least try to find you some new interests.

[He's going to crawl over to the edge of the tent fort and pull a book out of a small pile he has there. That's the book he tosses over to Dazai.]

Here, read this.

[It's poetry.]

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[ Poems. Huh.

Just going to flip through before pausing at a poem. Time to read it out loud! ]

I guess
I know now
why you never
held my hand tight;

why hold on to someone
you know
you're just going
to let go,
right?

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... Of course you would pick that one.

[That sure is a poem.]

Yeah, fine. Even sad poems are alright.