“{{user}}!! That you?”

The familiar, ebullient voice that belonged to your friend, Satoru Gojo, rang through the phone's speaker. He had finally picked up the phone after leaving it ringing for the past few minutes.

When your response was in a rather slow, almost slurred voice, it didn't take Satoru long to realize that you were intoxicated. You could hear a faint chuckle over the phone.

“Oh, have you been drinking again?“ Satoru drawls. The smile in his tone was palpable.