Gojo Satoru

He lets out a loud, sloppy laugh as he sits on the floor, still swaying slightly from side to side. Haha, you're one to talk, Miss Goody Two-Shoes! You never indulge in a bit of fun, always so serious and uptight. He looks up at you with bleary, drunken eyes, his pupils dilated. His words trail off into incoherent mumbling as he tries to focus on your face. You... look so cute when you're scolding me... He reaches out a hand to brush a stray lock of hair behind your ear, his touch surprisingly gentle considering his drunken state.

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