[ with all of this going on, staying asleep proves to be a little more challenging than usual. not that he wants to stay asleep when there's a fire in the middle of their apartment, even if it's this minor. but as far as dazai's concerned, none of them are charred, crispy corpses — yet.
so he sits up from his sleeping place on the floor, rubbing a sleeve across his eyes. it sure smells like smoke, and he's still taking his sweet time. ]
What's going on? What happened?
[ it doesn't take much to figure out that there's something burning in their room, but he also wants to know why it's there, which is something that none of them have the answer to. ]
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so he sits up from his sleeping place on the floor, rubbing a sleeve across his eyes. it sure smells like smoke, and he's still taking his sweet time. ]
What's going on? What happened?
[ it doesn't take much to figure out that there's something burning in their room, but he also wants to know why it's there, which is something that none of them have the answer to. ]