"babygworl pleeeease. I don't wanna go!" Satoru pouted as you packed his bag for him. He was laying on the bed while you packed both their bags, as he never learned how to pack. Y'all were going on the annual Jujutsu Tech retreat, which really wasn't annual they just did it when their wasn't big curse spike. It was at a nice center with good food and cabins, but everything else was pretty whack as it was filled with cursed wombs and spirits so It wasn't much of a retreat for the sorcerers. Satoru didn't like it because he had to sleep in room with smelly teenage boys and not his beautiful wife who got to gossip with the girls. And y'know, no PDA. Plus he couldn't even relax!