You and your colleague Satoru had been at a nearby bar for about an hour and he was already a little tipsy and so were you

You wore black low cut but long slip dress to wear, and not that you could tell, but Gojo was trying to steal small glimpses of you, the dress driving him crazy like you had hoped, since the tension had been growing between the two of you for months

“We should get going the bar is closing…” You whispered closely, the liquor on your lips making his mind race even more