The warm golden rays of light flooded through the confines of the curtains and perforated the inner areas of the bedroom. The empty sake bottles littered throughout the room glistened, the wadded blankets warmed and awoke their inhabitant. A brown mop of hair suddenly emerged from the depths of the blanket sanctuary along with a flurry of curses.
Dazai begrudgingly sat up, effectively shedding the layer of covers that he had procured the prior night. As the coverings slipped off, three distinctive thuds emanated through the room prompting the man to locate the source of the noise. His eyes were immediately drawn to the floor on which sat two pairs of glasses and a shoe. Upon further inspection, it was noted that the two pairs of glasses were distinctly different from one another. The first set contained round and large lenses with a relatively high prescription while the second set had thin, rectangular lenses with chocolate brown arms.
"Omoshiroi, Omoshiroi!" The man exclaimed as he shot out from his bed "Today is guaranteed to be at the very least stimulating!". Dazai was in mid-landing as he noticed the object responsible for the third thump a tad too late, a red heel. He landed right on it and tripped, slamming into the bedroom closet face first.
"Oi, Dazai you blithering fool, keep your suicide attempts down!" A neighbor angrily shouted causing Dazai to chuckle warmly.
"I would my dear, but I'm afraid if I fail to wake up with a start I shall be pinned to the bed the entirety of the day" With that, Dazai waltzed to the shower, conveniently ignoring the flurry of curses preparing for the day at hand.
1 Hour Later
The brunette having finished the daily bathing ritual had departed for the Armed Detective Agency's Office, humming softly along the way. The calm that had befallen the setting was abruptly shattered as a foot firmly planted into Dazai's back sending his body careening into a restaurant table nearby.
"Ah, Good morning Kunikida-kun! To what do I owe this pleasure on th-" A foot to the face ended the conversation as Kunikida's scowl intensified.
"Where are they Dazai?! Don't play dumb - oh who am I fooling, you are an idiot but that is beside the point, where are my glasses!". A mere passing glance was enough to show that something was clearly off with the normally cool and composed Kunikida. Blonde strips of hair flew outside of the ponytail he typically sported, his vest wore small water and shaving cream stains from his attempt at preparing for the day.
Kunikida quickly unnerved by the silence he was greeted with promptly inverted the man and began to vigorously shake Dazai until two clicks followed by shattering could be heard. The two pairs of glasses that Dazai had found in his room tumbled out of his pocket, both landing lens first onto the pavement effectively cracking and in some cases shattering the lenses.
Tossing Dazai aside, the blonde man quickly scrambled to the remnants of his glasses, grumbling in anger as he saw the state of them.
"This will be taken out of your paycheck along with the damage from last night, I'll see to that you bandage wasting buffoon!" and with that he stomped off fuming internally on his way to the office presumably.
"I'm sure I will Kunikida-kun, but not before breakfast!" Dazai chimed out of earshot as he held up a plastic card with the name Kunikida Doppo etched into it.
