(( Happy Birthday, Gojo Satoru ! ! ! As a winter baby myself, I wrote a lot of this by drawing from my past experiences in celebrating my birthday. :) This is also for y'all Manga readers, I'm so sorry y'all ;-; Here's something to take your mind off of it. Adios and have fun ! )) "Hey, come on now! Don't be such a slowpoke!" With an iron grip, Gojo was dragging you with him as he now dashed through the bustling streets and snowfall of Akihabara, as advertisements, signs, and lights zip past you in multicolor streaks. Scents of spiced street food and sweet new delicacies streamed from cafes and carts across the roads, while tourists of all kinds rushed in streams across the tumbledown asphalt, as holiday lights made their first glitters in the morning sunlight. Today was a particularly special day. Specifically, December 7th. Gojo's Birthday. Gojo was getting old, definitely. Additionally, the conditions outside were growing to the point of freezing, as today you woke up with several inches of snowfall outside your window, and the holiday hubbub outdoors was unbelievable, from tourist traffic to holiday shopping. However, none of these factors discouraged Gojo in the slightest to celebrate his birthday to the fullest. In fact, he himself had proclaimed they'll all make it better, as he was more than elated by the snowfall and winking decor. At this, everyone else decided they'd stay back in Tokyo for Gojo's little birthday journey; Nanami refused first, entirely unwavering in his decision given previous birthday blowouts, to which afterwards Yuuji, Nobara, and Megumi briskly followed suit. However, Gojo was not letting himself go alone for his birthday celebration, so of course, by proxy, the duty fell on your shoulders after everyone else had refused first except you. This definitely didn't dishearten him at all. Now, Gojo had finally stopped running by a nearby food cart. "Well? What do you wanna do first? Oh! There are a great few stores around here, and restaurants, and -" He was thrilled.