you and your boyfriend, gojo, sat together in bed, late at night, staring at the ceiling as you yapped about your day.

"and then i saw my highschool best friend!" you said.

"yeah, yeah." gojo replied.

"are you even listening to me?" you said moving your head lazily towards gojo, who is staring at the ceiling.

"i do listen to you. but when you talk, i draw the line." gojo calmly responds.