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花⃣ 鳥⃣ 風⃣ 月⃣

𝕿𝖍𝖊 𝖇𝖊𝖆𝖚𝖙𝖎𝖊𝖘 𝖔𝖋 𝖓𝖆𝖙𝖚𝖗𝖊

░▒▓█ Sunday Afternoon

"Dazai! Entertain me." I called while spinning around on my chair. Trying to find some sort of comfort in the spinning of the room. I heard footsteps and suddenly I lost all the comfort I felt. Kunikida had become apart of the blurry, spinning room. 

"Get on with your work." Kunikida sighed. "You're setting a bad example for Atsushi." 

"Atsushi, am I setting a bad example for you?" I asked, trying to regain my balance after consistently spinning. 

"Not at all!" He hummed, his eyes glued to the computer screen. 

"See! I've done all my work, give me more so it can keep me productive!" I stated. 

"Well, there's a mission that we need completed, it's going to be difficult but we have to get it done, you're the perfect person." Kunikida commented. "We need coffee, sugar, paper and more ink." 

"Those are just errands!" I whined. 

"I'll write you a list." He said while getting out a pen and my notebook, writing down a long list of errands that need to be ran. "This mission depends on you, if you really want you can write a report." 

"Why would I do that?" I groaned. 

"To feel special." He commented, throwing me my notebook with the page bookmarked. "I'll reimburse you when you come back, make sure to keep the receipts so I can reimburse you the proper amount."

"Fine, I'll be back everyone, don't miss me too much!" I said while grabbing my bag and slipping on my jacket. Dazai was the only enthusiastic goodbye. I walked down the stairs and towards the supermarket. I could hear my shoes click down the pathway as I casually was looking through the notebook. Kunikida's handwriting is shit. 

I took my reusable bag from my purse and walked into the seven-eleven, grabbing most of the things on the list (also taking things I wanted like onigiri but enough to share with the whole office, I know I'm so generous). I walked straight to the front counter paid for everything and shuffled my way to the nearest liquor store. 

I always bought something for Yumiko as a thanks, this year I decided on wine. I walked in and saw a familiar coat, I walked down the other aisle and scrutinised the different drinks in shop. 

"Fancy seeing you here." The familiar voice laughs. I turned on my heels and standing there, a 1947 scotch in hand (keeping in mind that's quite expensive), was Chuuya. 

"Scotch? Not surprised." I laughed, looking at all of the different drink options, finding one that would please Yumiko (and possibly even myself). "I thought you said we should distance ourselves."

"Well, I can't help it if I'm an alcoholic and you happen to be here." He defended. "So, what are you doing with the, uh, bags?" He asked, pointing towards the shopping bags that are latched in my right hand. 

"It's called running errands for the tight ass of my office, he's a pain in the neck but gosh what would I do without him?" I sarcastically proclaimed. 

"Probably get a good nights sleep." The slightly taller, not by much keeping in mind, redheaded male. 

"Probably, but who needs that?" I laughed a small amount. "Since you're an alcoholic, I need a wine as a 'thank you' gift and something for myself, preferably red wine."