You had never rested peacefully. Sleep just didn't come easily. You took medication, but dosing off remained forever a challenge.

Today was another sleepless night. You were laying on the couch, watching a movie. It was yet another rom-com, filled with clichès and cheesy puns.

Suddenly a knock echoed at your door, followed by a slurred whine. You stood up and walked to the door. Opening it, you found a visibly hammered Gojo Satoru.

His eyepatch was gone, his jujutsu uniform crinkled and crooked. His hair was messier than usual, a goofy grin plastered on his face. He leaned against the wall, smiling at you like a corny teenager. He opened his mouth to talk, slurring out.

"I-I uhhh, yeah, I missed you"