𝓝𝓮𝓬𝓻𝓸𝓶𝓪𝓷𝓬𝓮𝓻 [r.sukuna]

29. Bravado

Relieving all of that memory didn't do wonders to Shinzo's precarious mental health and she remembered what the demon truly was.

She was a damned idiot to believe that he had changed.

A knock came from her door and brought the woman out of her thoughts.

"Yes?" she answered still laying sprawled on the bed.

"It's your, well everyone's, favourite person hereee~" the male voice came from the other side of the door.

If this was a guessing game and she had to base her answer on that piece of information she wouldn't definitely say Gojo Satoru.

But if she had to base her answer on the obnoxious and egocentric tone, the answer would definitely be Gojo Satoru.

"Come in." she whined from inside the room.

The blue eyed male opened the door wide open, he wasn't wearing his usual black blindfold, nor his jujutsu sorcerer uniform.

He was wearing a white classy shirt and round black sunglasses. Meaning: he was going out to some pub.

"What's the long face Shinzo-chan?" he teased her.

"What's the attire for?" she opted to deviate the question because she didn't have the strength to deal with his irritating response.

"WE are going out to party!" he announced happily while clapping his hands.

The necromancer wore a confused look, did he just say we? She must have heard him wrong.

"We...?" she gestured towards the two of them and raised an eyebrow, did he even notice that she currently looked like the grinch?

"You heard me correctly, we're going out to party tonight, you should wear something better then...this." he looked down at her attire.

She was currently wearing basket shorts and a large shirt, her hair also looked like shit since she stayed in her room for the whole day.

"This-this is a perfectly good outfit for staying at home! And what makes you think that I will go with you?" she crossed her arms and glared at the powerful sorcerer.

"Come ooon I need company, I need someone to bring to this party, this is a bring one more person you pay half the price kind of party." he was ridiculous, the man could probably afford the whole pub and he'd be still left with a load of money.

She only stared at him with an unimpressed expression from her resting position.

"I'm not leaving until you say yes." he concluded and pouted like a four years old.

She deflated in her bed and let out a loud distressed sigh, then she got up and approached her wardrobe.

After all, she could use a night out, she needed it. Also it had been forever since she'd went out to get a few drinks.

"Fine! Now get out and let me get ready..." she pushed him out of the room as he fleshed her a dumb grin.

"What do I even wear...?" Shinzo looked at her uniform full wardrobe, then she shifted her gaze to her one singular party night dress.

She grabbed it and dragged herself towards the shower.

Luckily this dress covered her scarred back, she didn't want people ogling at her and whispering behind her back.

Then Shinzo did her make up and hair, the raven haired woman took a look at herself in the mirror.

"I would hit on this." she said after twirling in her dress and looking at her heels.