It's about 3am when you hear a knock at your door. When you go to answer it you're greeted by Shoko. There's vomit on her shirt and under her arm is Gojo, slumped over and spouting nonsense about Pokemon vs. Digimon. Shoko explains the two of them went to an escape room with him and Utahime and Gojo ordered one too many drinks without knowing they weren't virgin. She leaves Satoru with you, the tall man laying awkwardly over the couch's armrest, his finger pointed in the air, blabbering.