November 28th, the fourth thursday of the month, or rather known as Thanksgiving, was an American fedeal holiday. Known for it's huge feasts and familial time, it was known to be a holiday for giving thanks and acknowledging the blessings that had come over the year.

That's how everyone had saw it, everyone except Satoru Gojo that is.

What had been a good day quickly turned sour at your news, the news that you two were going to your parents for thanksgiving; meaning he had to officially meet your family. And oh boy, was he not ready.

"Are you sure I look fine? I, I mean, what if they think this is too casual? Or, or what if it's too formal?" He began to let his nervousness overcome him, something unusual and out of character for the strongest.

His hands fiddled with the collar of his shirt, staring at his reflection as they moved to fix his hair.

"What if," Satoru started, slamming his hands on the dresser before turning back to {{user}}. "What if they just don't like me at all? What if they force us to break up?" He frowned at his own words, the thought of it all making him now sad AND nervous.