[Shit... not that he isn't relieved that Akutagawa's realized Dazai is full of shit, but... this isn't how he wanted him to figure it out. No wonder he got wasted.]
[ Usually, when a person sends a text to someone they've been thinking about throughout the day, it begins with something along the lines of a "hello, how are you". Setsura already knows the answer to that question, however, and the answer is -- ]
Your head is too high!
[ -- Chuuya is still taller than her with his one damned inch, that's how he is! And she's just been walking around, imagining him being all smug about it with his face. The nerve of this man! ]
Like you don't know! Walking around all day with that smug look on your face just because you've got an inch on me
[ Somewhere in Shitaya, there's some poor soul inching around a woman furiously typing one handed while balancing her device atop the forearm of the hand holding her sheathed blade.
[ Please what? She's giving him such a look through her device. Why hasn't video been invented yet? She's not much for emojis and she couldn't begin to guess which one would accurately convey her feelings about the matter. ]
I'll be OK when your head isn't so high. Stop making that face!
You don't know that and besides, I have a very vivid imagination! You're definitely smiling right now. It's probably pulled a little to one side! Kind of slight?
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