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"I DIDN'T KNOW SHE COULD dance like that."
"Who knew this girl was buried deep inside in Hiyori?"
"This is not apart of the mission."
The three young adults staring into the crowd of dancing people were pretty defeated. They had tried over and over again to touch Gojo for the past two hours — tried dancing close to him, tried randomly touching him through the crowd, tried surprises. Absolutely none of it had worked and they still hadn't touched him yet.
Gojo said they had until the nightclub closed to accomplish this feat, which was just under an hour away. The first-years had been scrambling in their heads to find a viable plan, but no such luck yet.
And wondering where Hiyori is, you ask?
She was in the middle of the dance floor. Her hips were swaying along to the beat of the song — Low, by Flo Rida. Her eyes were shut closed as she just let her body move in whatever way she pleased. Completely let go and relaxed, she felt no weight on her shoulders.
After the young man bought Hiyori two drinks, she separated and caught up with Nobara. Then, another man offered to buy drinks — Nobara didn't turn this one down either. After the short lived talk with the second man, the bartender gave Hiyori another drink that apparently was from the first man.
She hadn't bought a single drink for herself all night, and yet she was wasted.
This is the Hiyori Hinata that would've been alive if her family had lived. If she had never saw curses to begin with. If she hadn't become a jujutsu sorcerer.
If she had been normal.
"How many has she had?" Fushiguro questioned beside Nobara as the three sat away at a table. They were close enough distance to keep a safe eye on Hiyori, but also on Gojo as well. The white-haired man had taken a break from the dancing himself, leaning on the wall with his back against it.
"I don't even know," Nobara stared in disbelief at the redhead on the dance floor. "I didn't even know she could move like that."
"Me neither," Yuji said with spread lips, his eyes hadn't left the body of Hiyori in over two minutes.
"We have to stay on task," Fushiguro stated, he was staring down both of his mesmerized friends — he groaned.
