𝕬 𝕱𝖗𝖎𝖊𝖓𝖉 𝕱𝖗𝖔𝖒 𝕿𝖍𝖊 𝕻𝖆𝖘𝖙

                                    

                                          

                            

                                
                            
                              
                                  
                              
                              
                                
                                  
                                  
                                
                              
                             
                            
                            
                          
                          

"You guys really dressed up nice." you remarked, looking at Erina and Smokey's clothes as you walked along the sidewalk. After what you said, your eyes turned to your own clothes, which seemed completely out of place because they were more on the comfortable side. "Are we going to a fancy restaurant?! Why didn't you tell me that? I thought we were going somewhere casual?!" you complained.
Smokey smiled at your efforts. "Oh come on you look fine [Y/N] don't worry about it." he tried to reassure you.
Erina sighed while maintaining a neutral face. "Stop complimenting her Smokey. It is her own fault if she decides not to dress according to the ambiance." she spat out harshly, thus shooting an arrow into your heart.
You suddenly caught sight of Joseph in front of you while he was holding a man by the collar. The other two seemed to have noticed it too since the whole thing was impossible to miss. "JoJo." Erina exclaimed his name, making her grandson turn startled to her direction. "What are you doing?"
You hummed with a grin on your face. Hmm, are you causing trouble again?
JoJo quickly dropped the man back into his seat. "Grandma Erina?!" he exclaimed in surprise and send you an annoyed look as if he could read your mind.
"What are you doing with that man?" she asked.
He stumbled a bit over his words as he searched for an excuse that wouldn't make him look like he was about to punch the man in the face. "Well, you know..." he spoke before finally noticing the imprint on the car. "Taxi!" he exclaimed loudly, opening the door for his grandma. "I was just about to call a Taxi!"
"Oh JoJo, how nice of you. Get in, Smokey, [Y/N]." she voiced and got in with the American. Joseph breathed a sigh of relief.
You stopped for a moment to look at your friend. "So you called a cab, sure." you teased him unconvinced.
"Get in already!"
𝐉𝐨𝐉𝐨 𝐏★𝐒𝐄
The meal, in short, did not go very well. In fact, it got pretty out of hand and Joseph got into his third fight of the week. His temper was indeed a ticking time bomb that went off at even one wrong breath in his presence.
The news of Speedwagon's murder which apparently involved Straizo was definitely information that came unexpectedly. If you were being honest you didn't really regret delivering a punch to the man's face right afterwards that left him crawling on the floor. Your temper still liked to shine through in moments like these.
The story of the stone mask haunted you all again and honestly, by now you were no longer surprised. You waited for the day when your life was again complicated by problems because apparently there was no way for you to escape them. Neither in your previous life nor in the present one.