was I kinda persisten? sorry I just kind of realized how persistent I was these past few days about the details of the roleplaying stuff and all so.. I do apologize for that.. case I made anyone uncomfortable with all my babbling stuff..
(apology food?)
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I have never-NEVER-come across a whole ass roleplay in a comment section my whole entire life.
Now I fear I should read them more often to see more of this.
(THIS BELOW started due to the mc pfp of a Zhongli, and a fellow Dazai customer who brought in his wife.)
Roses are Red,
Violets are Blue,
Double Suicide is possible
But only with you.
Akutagawa disagrees with me, do you?
It won't hurt. I think.
It'll be so fast you can't even blink.
"
“Dazai wake up.”
“Mrgh??”
Dazai groggily rubbed his eyes as he sat up. Yawning he turned towards the other.
“What’s wrong Chuuya?”
Chuuya pointed towards the window.
“Dazai, look. It’s snowing.”
The brunet blinked in confusion. “Chuuya what. It’s the middle of summer.”
Given Chuuya’s persistent claims of snow, Dazai looked in the direction Chuuya was pointing.
Grey skies with a cloudy overcast greeted him as rain fell from the heavens as he was expecting.
Not a single flake of snow in sight. He ran a hand through his hair, still confused as to why Chuya
would wake up him when snow during the summer was unheard of. The executive should know it
was impossible for the frozen water to fall given summer’s heat.
He looked outside the window then back to Chuuya. A mix of confusion and wonder lit up his
sapphire eyes as Dazai’s heart slightly sank. In his sleep deprived state, the pouring rain mixed with the cloudy sky gave off the illusion of white snow scattering from the heavens to coat the waiting city in a blanket of white. The pounding of the droplets against the window should have alerted Chuuya that it was indeed rain not snow, but after seeing the executive’s face, Dazai couldn’t bring himself to tell Chuuya the truth. A list of the symptoms Chuuya would experience given his growing insomnia echoed in the back of his head when a voice pulled him out of his thoughts.