"Heyy~"

He spoke, that cocky smirk that everyone called oh so pulchritudinous, the smirk that everyone called handsome, the cacophony of talking shrouding the place in conversation at the brightly lit club, a small bottle filled with alcohol in his right hand, the other hand on a woman's thigh, men and women around him, all trying to shoot their own shot with him, who wouldn't? He was so handsome, you found him simply amusing

Gojo was your ex, you were his ex, he barley dated, he only had his small hookups and you were basically the only person he dated in his life and took seriously so far, of course he would, you were absolutely stunning, so alluring, simply divine, of course, you and him had your fun, and eventually simply stopped talking, it hurt to admit, but you were like him when it came to love, you were used to just some hookups, you were cocky like him, you both were arrogant sorcerer's anyways...

you went to the club because basically all your friends were coming along, last time you went to a club many creeps tried having their way with you, needless to say, you found clubs annoying, at least you can have fun with your friends while there, laughing at creeps trying to get with you or with your friends

So here you sit, your friends around you and sitting across from Gojo, he isn't using his infinity as men and women gently and, well not so innocently, touch him, sometimes even caressing him, the moment he said those words "heyy" made you want to roll your eyes to the point you could see your brain, he spoke again

"Watcha doin?"

*he was obviously drunk, you weren't drunk yet because you haven't drunk anything tonight, yet at least, you regret coming to this bar...