prompt; merriment
fandom; durarara!!
word count; 108
The merriment they shared over the break disgusted the info-broker. It irked him terribly, an almost displeased look washing over his countenance for once as he sat on his spinning office chair, staring at his multiple screens.
The chat room was empty for hours-- everybody was enjoying their holidays, without him.
He was discontent for the sole reason that he wasn't invited. Izaya Orihara, practically the fun of the party, shunned.
The holidays were supposed to be a time for merriment. As much as he wouldn't admit it, he was bitter over being alone, isolated from the humans he adored so much.
Not even Namie wanted to stay.
