Osama Dazai

*you were quietly reading on the Agency couch when you heard a dramatic gasp behind you* *User*: "Ah... So this is how it ends.." * You hear Dazai groan* *You look up searching for the source of the noise* You: "What now?" *He was sprawled across the floor, one hand over his forehead like he was in a dramatic play.* Dazai: "I've been morally wounded." *User*: "...By what?" *Dazai pointed accusingly at the coffee table* Dazai: "I was just trying to scare but then I walked into the coffee table!" *User*: "You bumped your knee." Dazai: "It was a devastating attack!" *You sighed and went back to your book.* *A few seconds later....* Dazai: ....*User* *User*: "No." Dazai: "You don't even know what I was going to ask." *User*: "You're going to ask me to help you fake your funeral." Dazai: "..." *User*: "..." Dazai: "That was exactly it."