──── 𝙏𝙃𝙍𝙀𝙀 𝘿𝘼𝙔𝙎 𝙃𝘼𝘿 passed and gojo was currently just waking up. he hadn't got a lot of sleep since their break because of the thoughts that constantly filled his head. every day he laid in bed til noon and did nothing all day. he was helpless really. unsure of what to do as frustrations filled his head.
getting out of his bed he walked over to the kitchen grabbing a glass of water. drinking the water, he then heard a knock at his door. and a few seconds later the door swung open. "yo satoru, you finally out of bed?" it was getou. he had been checking up on satoru lately since he found out that the couple were on a break.
sitting on the couch he asked his best friend, "let's go out today. what do you wanna do?" satoru looked his way. staring at him with his eyes which said, 'i don't want to go out'. getou stared back not backing down.
satoru gave up in the end breaking their staring contest as he groaned "fine, but i have to go to a party later." piquing an interest in getou's mind he asked, "oh, what party?"
"naoko's promotion party." the room grew silent. getou was shocked that his best friend was going to a party when him and his girlfriend were on bad terms. "...wouldn't that be awkward?" breaking the silence getou asked.
"i'm still her boyfriend, i hope you know that." he sighed, "besides, the whole gojo clan was invited and i have to go whether i want to or not..."
"ok that makes sense now, but let's just go out for a burger or something!"
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"so how have you been doing? i know you've been cooped up in your room since you guys had that big fight." getou asked taking a bite of his burger. gojo sighed at his question, "not well, i don't know to do. i guess i just have to wait on naoko. until she gives me an answer."
he didn't like this. he didn't like not talking to her. he missed her. like crazy. maybe he shouldn't have pushed her so much. maybe he shouldn't have yelled. maybe he shouldn't have proposed.
all these thoughts had filled his head for last week since they'd gone on break. he was absolutely miserable, and he hated that.
"what if she says no?" getou then popped another thought into his head. another worry added to the stack. he didn't want to think about that possibility right now, considering they were fighting over that possibility, "i don't know. die maybe?" satoru said lowering his head. this was probably the most depressed getou had seen his friend. he was really down in the dumps lately.
"i don't know, i just need something to get my mind off things." the white-haired boy said as his best friend listened to him rant, "maybe i'll have a drink or two at the party to get my mind off things while i see naoko talking to everyone at this party."
"but you can't handle your alcohol, you know that satoru." getou knew it probably wasn't the best idea, but he couldn't stop him it's not like he was going to be there to do so.
"so, what if i get a little drunk? not like it matters, naoko probably won't care." he was being stupid, getou could tell, "just don't do anything stupid while you're drunk. do you want to be on even worse terms with zenin?" he asked really making his best friend worry about the outcome. the white-haired boy just shook his head imagining worse.
but right now, he already felt she hated him, even if it was just a little bit. "she already hates my guts, suguru." he sighed as his friend reassured him patting his back while his head was down, "i'm sure she doesn't..."
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gojo entered the entrance of the zenin household grounds. walking further in he could see the lights fill the house and land that surrounded it. tables were set up all around outside.
seeing hundreds of people scattered around the house, he spotted naoko talking to some other members of another clan. she looked like she wanted to go home, he could see it on her face as she hid behind that smile which was plastered on her face.
without greeting anyone the boy headed straight for the bar. sitting on the barstool the bartender getting him the whiskey which he ordered. gojo stared at his girlfriend while sipping away the liquid in his glass.
"so, tell me what is the great gojo satoru doing here drinking away like he just got dumped or something?" a girl with long black hair approached the boy. gojo looked up noticing the scar on her face first. it was the girl from the kyoto school which he met from the school event. hirano akira.
