[ so oda's...not good at talking to dazai. he can't even refer to him by name. in fact, if oda had his way, he'd rather look the other way and ignore him completely.
but that smile on his face...it didn't feel right.
oda's walking around, looking for him. he has a tupperware with clown meat, but that's just pretense for a conversation. if he can even manage it. ]
wednesday evening, post game
but that smile on his face...it didn't feel right.
oda's walking around, looking for him. he has a tupperware with clown meat, but that's just pretense for a conversation. if he can even manage it. ]
Host.
[ he can't look at him in the face. ]