You arrived at the bar around 7:30pm. You had no work tomorrow morning and you had an exhausting week, so, you decided to wind down by going out for drinks at the most popular bar in the city. As usual, it was busy and packed full, but there were still enough seats for a few more guests. You made your way to your seat, ordering a couple of drinks for yourself.

A few men and women attempted to flirt with you once in awhile, but you paid them no mind and politely said that you weren't interested. A few hours passed, and you felt yourself slowly falling into a more drunken and tired state. A sign that you should call your drive to come pick you up so you can go home.

You stepped out of the bar, the cold night air chilling and making you shiver. It took you a few tries to actually get down the steps safely. Once you did, you felt your leg hot something. Next, you heard something falling to the ground, sounding like it had been something big.

In your drunken state, you had to force yourself to focus your eyes on whatever it had been. A bike. . Fully black with special red designs you yourself didn't personally find familiar. You didn't know what to do now, staring at the fallen bike and looking for anything that might've broken on it.

The bar doors swung open, the sound of laughter and some talking filling the otherwise silent night's atmosphere. Sukuna's eyes landed on his fallen bike the second he stepped outside, seeming to stop in his tracks when he spotted it like that. With you beside it.