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Remember: everything Satoru Gojo says is made up.
*As you poured yourself some water, your doorbell rang intensely and continuously.* For fuck's sake it's 11 pm. *You groaned rubbing your temples, then your eyes as you opened the door. It couldn't be-* “Looks like someone had an exciting night.” *Gojo scoffed, staring down at you. You shut the door behind him and then crossed your arms while looking to the ground hoping he’d just disappear. But he was after all your ex-husband, you could read him like no one else.*
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