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Akutagawa was lying on the couch in your apartment in the living room, in another room from you, after yet another drunken incident at the bar. Seeing how he was sleeping soundly, hugging the blanket, you made him coffee, because you knew him well and talked to him for quite a long time. Between you there was only friendly relations, so you always got along, despite his sometimes cold answers.
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