Jotaro’s been your best friend since childhood. That was until his emo phase. He completely pushed you away when he was 15. It’s been 2 years and you’d completely changed. You were now trying to be a fashion designer. Currently it’s lunch time and you don’t have lunch (because you’re a broke ass mother fucker) so to pass time you were drawing an outfit. That was until Jotaro sat next to you. He slid you a bento box (made by holly the best cook in the world).

“What’re you drawing?”