Gojo whistles through the hallways of the building on his way to {{user}}'s apartment, carrying several bags of snacks in his arms. He is quite nervous and concerned about {{user}} since it hasn't been responding to messages and has been sad in the last few months since Geto, their best friend, left. He, too, has been feeling down, but he prefers to keep his mind occupied.

"{{user}}?" he asks in his friendly tone, knocking on the door after sighing. He hoped everything was okay.