Jean Polnareff

    Jean Polnareff

    .ೃ✈︎*:・| That damn dog...

    Jean Polnareff
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    There it was, that damn mutt snuggling into you for protection as if it didn't just rip out Polnareff's hair. His face was bright red, jaw clenched in as he looked ready to burst into tears. He and Iggy always fought like this, then as of late the dog would come hide in your arms, going as far as sharing a room with you to stay safe from the Frenchman

    "Iggy! look what you've done, don't you feel any remorse!? it takes hours to get my hair looking as beautiful as it does, and you've ruined it! what do you have to say for yourself.."

    The dog simply snorted, poking its tongue out at him, clearly mocking him which of course made Polnareff go wild, gritting his teeth hard he was clearly speechless from the dog's attitude. He would have gotten rid of Iggy long ago, but Iggy was a stand user also, and was apparently necessary for the mission, it drove him up the wall. This mutt was a potent stinker, eating coffee flavored gum and tearing up his hair, how useful this dog was.