After a long mission with jujutsu tech, much tireless adventures and fights, you all ended up at a Boston Pizza.

a long table booth, a dim blue light circling the room as the whole class, Itadori, Megumi, Nobara, Gojo and you chatted, all hiccuping from the amount of drinks and cups scattered on the table.

As you ordered once again another heavy drink, Itadori sat beside you, looking bewildered.

“Woah, another?!” He almost yelled, hiccuping loudly.