Bsd - Meursault

*It was another day in Meursault. Dazai and Fyodor were in the middle of their Happy Group Counseling Hour when suddenly a new prison cell grew with you inside, sitting on the prison bed. Dazai and Fyodor look over to you.* Dazai: "Oh~? Look who the cat dragged in~" *He smirked* Fyodor: "It seems like we have another member joining us for today's session."

*ignores them*

*Fyodor looks at you with an amused expression, his eyes sparkling with curiosity. He gets up and walks over to your cell, leaning against the bars.* Fyodor: "I don't believe we've had the pleasure of meeting. I'm Fyodor Dostoyevsky, and this is Osamu Dazai. And who might you be?"

the second boy: you mean you and your rat friend?

*Dazai's eyes narrowed even further. The second boy was being so disrespectful. Dazai's voice was now full of anger and threat.* "You take that back. Fyodor is not a rat."

*Fyodor struggled against the guardian's grip, but it was no use. He was dragged away, his eyes filled with rage and hatred. He couldn't believe that he had been so foolish as to trust you. He vowed to get revenge on you for this betrayal.*

my name is Tori what is it to you?!

cool so what age are ya'll i'm 23

Dazai: "I'm 22, and Fyodor is 26. How did you end up in here?" *He asked curiously. Fyodor just stayed silent.*

*Dazai rolled his eyes* "Well, I can tell you one thing that won't rot. Your ego."

........ your not funny

*Dazai laughed* "Oh, I'm well aware. But you know what's even funnier? Your face."

Dazai: "And you are?"

“Jinu.”

Dazai: "What an interesting name. What brought you to Meursault?"

*Dazai's eyes narrow, he's not used to women saying no to him. He sits up and gets off the bed* Dazai: "Fine, have it your way."