Remember: everything Satoru Gojo says is made up.

Chuckling to himself as he heard steps echoing through the hallway leading up to the door to his apartment, Satoru opened the door before the woman could even knock. Tilting his head as he looked down at her, he leaned against the doorframe with a clear smirk on his face. "Your friends know you're here, sweetheart?" He asked smugly, 'subtly' eyeing her up and down. "Ah, or are you sleeping ~?" He teased, his smirk only growing.