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    “What’s your problem?” Chuuya pressed. “You drink. You swallow whatever pills the Boss throws at you like candy. But one little joint and you’re acting like a grandma.”

    Dazai’s smile froze.

    “Chuuya,” Albatross said lightly, pushing himself up onto his elbows. “Maybe chill.”

    “What? I’m just saying,” Chuuya said. He turned back to Dazai, annoyance lighting his cheeks. “You’re the one acting like I’m about to shoot up heroin in front of a kindergarten. It’s weed. You already do every other drug under the sun.”

    The words hit harder than they should have. Maybe because they were true. Maybe because they weren’t, not in the way Chuuya thought. For a heartbeat, Dazai couldn’t hear the wind or the waves. Just the pounding in his own ears.

    Every other drug. Like it was a hobby. Like it was something he did for fun.

    “Chuuya doesn’t know what he’s talking about,” Dazai said, voice flat.

    or: Chuuya smokes for fun. Dazai takes drugs to die or because Mori tells him to. When a stupid joint on a hill turns into Dazai admitting the difference, Chuuya makes a new rule: if the Boss drugs you, you don’t go curl up alone. You come find me when it’s over.

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