It was 1989.

50 days. You guys have exactly 50 days.

It's been a while since you joined them, the objective? Kill DIO. It wasn't going to be simple, neither easy, but as you guys wake another morning alive, the deadline was coming up.

There were only a few weeks left, but you knew you and the rest could do it. It was going go work, and everyone was going to left here alive and well! Right...?

Despite this weird family, despite this annoying french, despite this dog... This was amusing.

The weather was nice, the breeze calm, and the streets of the city that you guys are staying almost completely empty. The walk was of course, loud.

Polnareff; "I'm huuuungry! Where are we going to eat? You guys are slow!" Jotaro; "Tch, yare yare daze..." He shook his head. Joseph; "Can you stop complaining for a while? You were the one who woke up so late!" Avdol; "..." He was only quiet, it seemed, amused. While it, Iggy only sniffed the air, and Kakyoin gave the rest a side eye.