Hungry

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It was 2 pm in the afternoon. Gojo was out doing some business. He didn't specify what he was doing though.

Probably out finding more people to annoy.

You were totally free today, and do you know what that means? Stress relief. That was one of the reasons why you played the drums. It was fun, but if you were ever moody or anything, the drum set was the place you would go.

The question was, who sent you to the drums the most? Gojo! Obviously. It was better to do this than to take your anger out on him. It was healthier to be honest.

You had just got back from eating lunch with Megumi, Itadori, and Nobara. They all eventually went their separate ways to do their own things. Megumi was probably training. Nobara was probably shopping, Itadori was probably doing God knows what. Getting into trouble or something. Slapping layers of tape on his face to shut Sukuna up. One of those things most likely. Lunch was already taken care of and you wondered what you were going to eat for dinner. You had KitKats to hold you over until then though.

You sat down on your drum throne. (Yes, the seat is actually called a throne) You loved everything about it. The seat was black and velvety decorated with outlines of roses that were red gradient colored. Your drumset itself was also black with red outlines on each piece. The drum hoops were matte black except around the snare which was a matte scarlet red.

Your drumset was precious to you, just like your plants were. You rarely let anyone else touch it. The other day Megumi had actually asked to try it out. He didn't know what he was doing but he was the only one that you would trust to even lay hands on your set. It was funny because the only song he could somewhat play was "Seven Nation Army" by The White Stripes. So cliche, but it still made you smile and it was funnier when he kept dropping the sticks. This boy can summon all kinds of Shikagami but struggles to play the easiest songs known to mankind.

After the unsuccessful attempt to play your drums, he gave you your sticks back and said he was never going to try that again. He was going to stick to being a sorcerer. Which, you completely understood.

You put your headphones on to tune out anything that wasn't your music or your drums. There was one thing that you liked to do that you never really told people about. You enjoyed singing. If you were alone, you would always sing non-stop. You didn't care about whether you sounded good or not. It made you happy and that was all that mattered. So you decided to play your drums and sing to yourself a little.

(You can decide whatever song you'd like)

You soon finished playing the song. You wanted to play more but you felt your phone vibrate. You put your sticks down on your snare and pulled your phone out of your pants pocket.

*1 message from Gummi*
-just now-

Gummi 🐩🐕‍🦺
Hey Y/n, I need some
help...with something.

You (Gojo's #1 hater)

Ouu, you found a girl you like?

Gummi 🐩🐕‍🦺

No

You

Omg! A BOY? ! Planning a wedding.

Gummi 🐩🐕‍🦺

Very funny 🙄. It was so
funny I forgot to laugh.

You
I know you at least smiled. If you
say you didn't you are a liar 🤥 😝.

Gummi 🐩🐕‍🦺
Just come down here please!

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