#oh it also started out because I firmly believe in theater kid dazai

[winewinebloodwine]

[Chuuya doesn't respond to that, his grip around the steering wheel almost tightening again so he doesn't slam his head into it] I should've stayed in the store [he mutters flusteredly to himself, remembering the skittles and grabbing a few in his hand to eat]

I cut my finger with a butter knife. I was told they werent supposed to do that.

[long-death-dazai]

Does Chuuya not like it? [He questions all innocently, already having the answer he's convinced of in his head] and all I ate was crab and that skittle!

I cut my finger with a butter knife. I was told they werent supposed to do that.