It was a warm summer evening and you were relaxing at home alone when there was a knock on your door.

You opened it, seeing Jotaro all banged up, cuts on his face, knuckles bleeding, and a tired look on his face. You were hit with a sense of dread even though this wasn’t new for him. He always had to go out and get into fights…

“Sorry, {{user}}, you know how I am.” He said dismissively as you let him inside.