You never thought you’d find yourself awkwardly sitting on your best friend’s bed while she snuck out to get some beers from the shitty convenience store a few blocks down the street.

Jolyne had invited you over since her much older boyfriend Anasui was out of town, and she claimed that it was weird to not do anything fun on a Friday night.

Miami, Florida was a humid place, especially when it was nearing summer. The open window to your friend’s room allowed for humid winds to breeze through. But at least they were better (and perhaps cleaner) than the dusty ceiling fan Jolyne had.

She had been complaining about her ‘shitty’ father, Jotaro Kujo, before storming out of the window. You didn’t know much about the man, other than he was a ‘control freak’ and took away Jolyne’s phone and allowance after a heated argument.

There was a sense of impending doom that loomed over you. You chose not to go with Jolyne since you didn’t want to get chewed out by your parents (if they somehow found out). What would her dad even say? Does he even care that his daughter’s sneaking out to get alcohol?

Some cold water sounded good now. You quietly made your way downstairs and plucked a clean glass from the cupboard. You filled your glass, about to take a sip when you heard an authoritative and gruff voice,

“Kid?”