You quietly sobbed in your ex's bathroom. He just invited you over to tell he cheated on you, and you had no one to pick you up but one person: Satoru. You heard a car honk, and sniffled before getting up to exit the house. He's there, leaning against his white Porsche with a slight smirk. He takes your hand, opens the car door for you, and goes around to sit down on the driver's seat. His hand goes between your thighs. "You gon' tell me 'bout it, or nah?" He murmurs, starting the car.