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Go for a mile [Johnny Joestar x reader]

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Chapter two, Unknown territory

*1st p.o.v, Y/n*

“So… How was the mission last night?” I asked dad as I broke the awkward silence. Dad only grumbled as he sat down on the dining table with his plate of food.

“The fuckers escaped us again… I can’t believe it.” dad said as he crossed his arms and glared at his plate.

I nodded my head as I bit my lip, “... Wow,again?How did they even manage to do that this time?” I asked as I ate my breakfast.

But I in fact did know how they’ve done that, since this time I was with one of their racers.

Since it was Saturday, me and dad had a free day. But dad has been so caught up in this case that it looked like he was going to yet again spend all his time in the station, working on this case.

All of a sudden, my phone rang and I looked at it and saw a text from Alyson. It read:

Allyson H.

>> ;) <<

Before I could turn off my phone, dad took a look at it and raised an eyebrow. “Who’s that? I don’t recall knowing any Alyson in the police academy.” he said and I sighed.

“You know, there are people outside the academy who I talk to.” I said as I rolled my eyes slightly.

Dad shook his head, “Alright then, tell me about her.” he said as he crossed his arms. I sweated a bit because the only thing I knew about Alyson was what she looked like, her name and last name.

“So?” dad asked in anticipation and I quickly came back to my senses, “Her name is Alyson Hilson. She went to the same high school as me and we kept in touch.” I said her name but made up a fake last name and dad nodded, convinced.

“Alright then, tell her I said hi.” he said as he got up and picked up the dishes and put them in the washing machine.

I got up and sighed in relief quietly as I walked upstairs to my room.

I locked the doors and jumped on my queen sized bed and turned on my phone and opened Alyson's text.

Alyson H.

<< ;) >>

<< Hey >>

Alyson H.

<< Are you free tonight maybe? >>

<< Yeah, I am. Why? >>

Alyson H.

<< There is this underground club party going on today and a lot of racers are going there since it’s a bit too risky to set up a race now, and I thought why not invite you to get to know you better. >>

<< Sounds fun! What’s the name of the club? >>

Alyson H.

<< The name’sLe Manoir, it’s quite old but it has the best shit. Give me your address and I’ll pick you up with my car. Dress however you want, it doesn’t really matter.>>

<<Hm, never heard of it, but it sounds fun! The address is Hillday Street, number 34. >>

Alyson H.

<< Nice, I’ll meet you there at 9:00 p.m. sharp. Don’t be late. >>

<<Of course, but I have a question. Will Gyro and that guy Star Boy be there?>>

Alyson H.

<<Oh? I see you took a liking to them already ;)

I’m not sure, I only have Gyro’s phone number, but I can ask him for you.>>

<< No no no, no need Alyson! I was just curious because from what I saw, I thought you three were somewhat close.>>

Alyson H.

<< Alright, whatever you want girl. See you then!>>

<< Bye! >>

I sighed as I turned off the phone and put it aside. Did I just really agree to go to some party with a girl I only knew for a few hours?

Yes, I indeed did. It’s not like I was on good terms with anybody at the police academy, since my dad was the chief officer and everyone thought that I only ended up here because he pulled some strings and BAM I’m officially a cadet in training.

I rarely went out, and even if I did, it was usually for groceries or to take a walk.

It was pretty ironic since I lived in this city where every club or anything really was at the reach of my fingertips.

And when I went downstairs to watch a race on the sports channel, dad immediately changed it. Which brings me to his hatred towards the races and this case.

I could have easily said my last name but Alyson, Gyro and Star Boy probably knew my dad from all the news he's appeared in. What they don’t know won’t hurt then, right?

I sighed as I got up from my bed and walked towards my walk-in closet and opened it and walked in.

I opened one drawer and pulled out an old shoe box and walked out of the closet.

As I gently put down the old shoe box on the bed, I sat down and opened it. Inside were pictures of my mom, her golden medals and posters of her in her racing suit with helmet in her hands and some tapes of her races.

It was her… She was the reason dad was so against me wanting to race.

She was a professional car racer and she toured the world with her team and always kept in touch with dad. But that changed when they had me.

She took a break, but after I turned two years old, she went back to racing. Dad told her to lay off racing for just one more year, but mom didn’t listen and one day she dragged dad and me to watch her race in the empty racing arena…

Flashback

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*3rd person p.o.v*

“Oh come on F/n! It will be fun! You and Y/n will just be watching me from the bleachers while I do a few rounds, nothing more. And later we can grab something to eat.” M/n said as she laughed as F/n held Y/n in his hands.

“I don’t know, honey… It’s been a while since you were behind the wheel.” F/n said a bit anxiously as he adjusted Y/n in his arms and M/n again laughed.

“I’m a worldwide known racer, dear! Relax!” M/n said as she put a helmet on her head and patted Y/n’s head.

“Watch and learn sweetie, because one day, you’re also going to be the best car racer to exist!” M/n said and Y/n laughed as she clapped her hands in joy.

“Dear, be careful.” F/n said and M/n nodded her head as she ran through the metal fence doors and closed them and ran to her car.

M/n did a few laps of the racing track and Y/n was just fascinated with it.

She was jumping in her seat and squealing every time her mother did something cool.

When she was done Y/n ran off the bleachers and jumped in her mother’s arms just as she exited the car.

“You were so awesome!” Y/n exclaimed as her parents fondly smiled at her, “Would you like to ride a round with me sweetie?” M/n asked and Y/n nodded excitedly.

“I don’t think that’s a good idea.” F/n said worriedly. “Oh honey, don’t worry I’ll make sure she is safe and secure in her seat! And I’ll go slow.” M/n reassured him. ��Still, she is so little.” He protested again.

“But look how excited she is! Only one lap, I promise.” And with that M/n put Y/n into the passenger seat and made sure she was secure before climbing into the car herself.

F/n sighed but just walked off the side of the race track. He crossed his arms over his chest and watched as the car started.

At first it was okay, M/n was going slow but towards the end she started to speed up. As she crossed the finish line F/n name thought she would stop but the car continued driving, and it wasn’t going to make a turn, it was going straight into the fence.

His eyes widened when he realized that something was wrong and what was about to happen.

He ran onto the racing track and towards the car but too late, the car already crashed in front of his eyes.

Tears welled up in his eyes as he ran to the totaled car, praying that his wife and daughter were okay. He coughed as he inhaled the smoke from the fire that started from the engine.

When he looked inside, what he saw left him traumatized. His wife's body was in front of Y/n’s, shielding her.

M/n’s body was in a horrifying state, full of cuts, burns, glass and all other kinds of terrible wounds.

While Y/n, who was crying, not because she was badly injured but because of shock and fear, was clutching her mothers body tightly.

F/n carefully got closer to his daughter and removed her from her mother’s body, making sure to cover her eyes and not expose her to horror around her.

By the time he took her and moved a bit away from the car, the people, mechanics and other racers and paramedics, that were in the arena were surrounding the car and putting the fire out while also trying to get M/n’s body out.

Soon the sound of sirens was heard and ambulance and firefighters got inside and also started to help.

F/n was standing on the side, holding his daughter tightly against his chest and comforting her.

But his voice was trembling, tears rolling down his cheeks when his wife’s body was finally in the open.

He turned away, not wanting to see anymore and walked to the pit stop where their things were.

He took his things and left the arena all together, calling his mother to watch over Y/n for a while. He didn’t wait for paramedics there to tell him what he already knew, that his wife was dead.

The end of the flashback

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*1st person p.o.v*

I shook my head as I came back to my senses and sighed.

I put everything back into the shoe box and put it back to its original secret place in the closet. I looked at my phone and saw that it was 10:30 a.m. and I still had plenty of time left.

“I guess it’s finally time to clean up my room…” I mumbled out as I looked around my quite messy room.

“Better start now than never.” I laughed as I started cleaning the room.

And so the time passed as I took breaks, played with the stuff that I found or just decided to lie down on my huge bed.

When I'm already not doing anything, I could go see what I could wear to the club tonight.

I went to my closet and looked around. I didn’t go out much since, well, I didn’t have anybody to go out with.

I rummaged through the closet for a while, until I found a short f/c dress that I wore for my 19th birthday last year. (you can imagine the design of the dress!)

“I know I had heels with this…” I muttered under my breath as I opened every drawer and box searching for my f/c heels.

But after a while, I found them and dusted them off. I folded the dress and put it under my pillow while I put the heels beneath the bed.

“Y/n! Come downstairs!” Dad shouted and I rolled my eyes, “I’ll be down in a minute!” I shouted back as I closed my closet and ran downstairs.

Once I got downstairs, I saw dad clad in his police uniform and adjusting his golden badge that was hung on his belt in a rush. “Aren’t you supposed to be off-duty today?” I asked him in confusion.

“I thought so too… But there was a break in a store not so far away from here and I’m the nearest cop they could reach.” Dad sighed as he walked to me and kissed my forehead.

“Keep an eye out until I’m back, okay?” he asked me and I nodded my head tiredly.

He rushed out of the house and slammed the doors shut. Well, until he was back, I had the whole house to myself.

I decided to finish cleaning my room up and watch a movie.

As the hours passed, dad still wasn’t home. It was 8:00 p.m. sharp and I had one hour to get ready. “I’ll just text him that I’m going out.” I said as I went upstairs to the bathroom to take a shower.

I dried off my hair and styled it, put on some make up and put on the dress and heels. “I should really start going out more.” I laughed as I stared at my reflection.

I went to my room and grabbed a small f/c clutch and put in some necessities.

I opened my phone and before I clicked on Alyson’s SMS contact, I clicked on dads.

Dad

<< Don’t forget the dishes! >>

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Today, 8:50 p.m.

<<Hey, just texting you to tell you that I’m going over to my friends house to hang out.>>

I left the chat and went to Alyson’s chat to notify her that I’m ready.

Alyson H.

<< Alright, whatever you want girl. See you then!>>

<< Bye! >>

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Today, 8:51 p.m.

<<I’m heading out right now!>>

I closed my phone and walked out of the house and thankfully I didn’t need to bring a jacket with me because it was quite warm outside. I started to walk towards the address that I gave to Alyson.

Even though she seems trustworthy, I need to lay low until I get to know her better. I walked to the address that was one street away from my house and looked on the left and right side of the road as I stood on the sidewalk.

All of a sudden, my phone rang and I pulled it out of my clutch and saw that Alyson was calling me.

I answered the call and was met with loud music coming through the speaker.

“Hey, girl! I think I see you!” Alyson shouted and I distanced the phone from my ear.

I heard a loud running engine of a car from my left side and I laughed, “I think I can hear you!” I exclaimed with a smile.

“Alright, see ya!”Alyson shouted as she ended the call and I put my phone back in the clutch. Alyson’s car stopped in front of me and she rolled down her window.

The car was a sports car and had an extremely dark red color.

“Get in!” Alyson laughed and I opened the car doors and sat in the passenger seat. “I’m so glad you decided to join me! And I must say, you look absolutely stunning.” she said and I bashfully laughed.

“You look gorgeous yourself.” I said as I observed her black dress and dark red lipstick. She turned around and began driving into the heart of the city.

“Where exactly is this club located?” I asked Alyson, breaking the silence.

She turned down the radio and smiled, “It’s located underground.” she said and I looked at her with confusion. “Underground?” I asked and she nodded her head.

“Yeah, we have to enter a small Croatian restaurant in the downtown alley and take an elevator which takes us to the club.” Alyson said and I nodded my head in understatement.

We drove for a while as the city lights passed through the darkened window of Alyson’s car. Even though I lived near here, I still couldn’t get used to all the billboards and flashy advertisement videos (kind of like Times Square).

Alyson’s phone rang as it sat in the small space beneath the radio, “Pick it up and see who’s texting me, I’m kind of busy.” she said as she took a turn on the road.

“Yeah sure.” I muttered as I picked up the phone and saw a message from someone named ‘Goldie’.

“Who’s Goldie?” I asked as I opened the phone and went to her messages and opened the text.

Goldie

<< Yo, Ally! We’re here, you coming soon? >>

“Oh! It’s Gyro! You remember him, right?” Alyson asked and I laughed, “How could I forget him? And it seems he brought somebody with him… He says;Yo, Ally! We’re here, you coming soon?” I read out the message to her.

“Tell him we’re going to be here in five.” she said and I nodded my head as I started to type on the phone. I sent the text and turned off her phone and put it back in its place.

Alyson parked her car by the sidewalk and we got out.

The streets weren’t as busy in this part of the city and the street lights cast a more soft glow than the ones in the heart of the city.

“You ready?” Alyson asked as she began to walk down the street and I nodded my head as I started to walk next to her, “As ready as I can be.” I laughed. We walked for a few minutes until we arrived in front of a small restaurant.

“Here we are! The owner's name is Tomislav. He’s quite chill and since I’m… quite the regular, we can just get in without any check-in.” Alyson said as we got in the restaurant. It was quite empty, but the silence got filled in with the music from the speakers.

By the reception was a guy with dark black hair, a bit older than me and Alyson. He looked up and smiled at us, “Hello, how can I help you today?” he asked with a small smile.

“Hey Tomek! I think you already know why we’re here.” Alyson laughed and he nodded his head, “You would be surprised…” he said as he got up and led us down the right hallway.

On the end of the hallway were elevator cage doors[the elevator look reference https://imgur.com/a/jc59Drj ].

Besides the old elevator were 13 buttons and the one on the bottom didn’t even have a number on it, probably from all the people pressed it.

“Have fun girls!” Tomislav shouted as he walked away, leaving us all by ourselves. The elevator arrived and Alyson pushed away the cage doors and we walked in the elevator.

We started to go down and I could start hearing the muffled music and there was a hint of white smoke seeping through the corners of the elevator.

“I can already smell it…” Alyson laughed as she adjusted her hair and after a few seconds the elevator reached the bottom and it revealed flashing lights that nearly blinded me.

I sucked my breath in and covered my eyes with my palm.

The music was so loud I thought my eardrums would pop at any second now. The lasers and smoke were quite literally blinding me, so I grabbed Alyson’s shoulder as she led us to the nearest empty bar stools.

I didn’t even look at who was now sitting next to me, I just inhaled deeply and coughed a bit.

“DON’T WORRY Y/N! YOU’LL GET USED TO IT!” Alyson shouted on top of her lungs, but I still didn’t quite hear her.

When my vision adjusted to the dark room I looked around and saw a sea of people dancing, drinking and some were passed out lying on the white couches with a half empty glass of alcohol.

The bartender smiled at Alyson and without a word he started to prepare the drinks. As he pulled out a second glass he looked at me, “What can I get for you?” he asked. “Oh- Erm… do you have anything light?” I asked him.

He laughed as he cleaned the glass, “So,water?” he chuckled at me. “...Yeah.” I replied a bit embarrassed. I couldn’t risk getting drunk in this place.

“If you say so madam. '' he said jokingly as he filled up a glass with water and placed it in front of me.

“Thank you.” I said with a smile as I looked at the bartender. I drank the water silently as I observed the spacious room.

“Do you see Gyro!?” Alyson shouted to me and I shook my head, “I don’t see him! Maybe he's dancing with somebody!?” I shouted back and she laughed as she took a sip from her glass and nodded.

“I’ll go look for him! You stay here!” Alyson shouted as she jumped off the bar-stool and before I could stop her, she disappeared in the crowd of people. I sighed and turned back and drank from my glass.

I looked on my right side and I saw a guy with a black hood on and was staring into his glass.

I didn't want to appear creepy by staring at him any longer but a lock of blonde hair fell out of his hood and a flashback from yesterday hit me.

Flashback

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*3rd person p.o.v*

“Hey! Before you go-” Y/n tapped his side window and the guy rolled it down. “Yeah?” he asked as Y/n looked at the visor of his helmet. “Can I at least know your name?” she asked the guy and he laughed.

He lifted up his dark colored visor and Y/n was finally able to see his eyes. They were striking blue and she even noticed a strand of light blonde hair sticking out from the corner.

The end of the flashback

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*1st person p.o.v*

‘Was this Star Boy!?’ I thought as my eyes widened. It must be him! As I was about to tap his shoulder, he turned around and I immediately re-treated my hand.

“Ya know… When you tryna gawk at someone, try being more subtle.” the guy laughed as he pulled down his hood which revealed his whole head. He had much darker blond hair and cyan colored eyes.

I laughed in utter embarrassment as I shook my head, “I’m so sorry! I thought you were somebody else!” I apologized as I felt my cheeks burning up. The guy shook his head as he drank from his glass.

“I must say, I’ve never seen such a pick up line before. You’re quite good.” The guy laughed and I looked at him in confusion. “...What pick up line?” I asked him and he smirked.

“Playing innocent now? Come on, drop the act.” he said and all of a sudden his hand neared my face and twirled a strand of my hair. I slightly jolted away from him and he laughed.

This was getting so uncomfortable…

He swept up his dirty blonde hair as he swirled the liquid in his glass, “The name’s Diego. What’s yours?” he whispered as he neared my face and just then I noticed how much his breath reeked of alcohol.

I stayed quiet and he forcefully grabbed my hand and I tried to tug it away but his grip didn’t budge. The bartender probably noticed me struggling and walked over to us.

“Hey, Brando, move your hands from her.” he said with a glare and Diego snarled. “How about you shut the fuck up?” he spat and the bartender threw his cloth on the floor and slammed his hands on the counter and glared at him.

Diego removed his hand from my wrist and before I even had the time to come back to my senses, he grabbed his glass and threw it in the bartender's face, making it smash into a million little pieces.

I gasped in horror and now I just noticed how many people were watching the scene. The bartender screamed in pain as the blood from the cuts on his face dribbled down onto his white dress-shirt.

I jumped out of my chair and noticed three guys walking up to Diego and shoving his shoulder, “What the fuck was that Brando? Do you want problems?” one guy asked as he grabbed Diego by his shoulders.

After a few silent seconds I rushed down the counter and to the bartender. “Holy shit, do you have a med kit somewhere here?” I asked. He weakly nodded as he motioned to the bottom cabinet.

I pulled out the box and looked over to the bartender. Thankfully the glass shards didn’t enter his eyes, but they did cut up his face pretty badly.

“I can take care of myself, go find your friend and get out of here.” he said and before I could argue I heard another glass breaking.

I jumped up and saw that Diego smashed another glass into the head of the third guy and I saw the crowd was now starting to argue and more guys started to approach Diego.

I looked apologetically at the bartender and got up. “Go!” he shouted and I sprinted out from the counter.

Now, my mission was to find Alyson and Gyro. The crowd was so huge that I couldn’t even differentiate anybody similar to them. I went deep into the crowd who was now starting to get more and more angrier.

“TURN UP THE MUSIC!” “MOVE WHORE!” “Watch where you’re going, bitch!”

So many voices rang through my head as I tried to navigate myself through the smoke and crowd filled room.

People were starting to show off each other and I almost fell a few times.

After being pushed around a few more times, this time I was shown so aggressively that I fell face-first onto the hard floor.

I tried to get up but my vision was blurry and I could feel the blood dripping from my nose.

I was so disoriented that I couldn't even feel the people stomping around the club. I felt a pair of arms lift me up and I didn’t even have strength to protest or to turn around to see who it was.

I didn’t even realize how actually hot it was in the club and I could feel myself starting to slightly gasp for the air.

The person led me to some kind of hallway and kicked the doors open from the side and led me inside.

They laid me against a tiled wall and I hung my head as I weakly pressed my hand against my still bleeding nose.

“Are you okay?” the person asked me, it was a guy judging by the voice. I meekly nodded as I wiped the blood from my nose, but it didn’t help to stop the bleeding.

“I don’t think you are… Here take this.” he said as he took some paper towels from the dispenser and gave them to me.

After a few silent moments, I came back to my senses and now my vision finally sharpened and I could feel the slightly cold breeze coming from the opened window. We must be in the club's toilet.

I looked up and saw the guy. He was wearing black jeans, a dark blue hoodie with the hood on his head, black sunglasses and a face mask. I didn’t see his hair color but that didn’t matter right now.

“What happened back there?” I asked and he shrugged his shoulders. “I don’t know but that fucker Brando caused another bar fight.” he said as he went to sit next to me.

I held the now blood soaked paper towel to my nose as I looked at him.

“Take it off.” I said and the guy looked at me weirdly. “Takewhat off?” he asked me, his voice muffled by the cotton mask.

I motioned to his white face mask, “The mask. I think that you need some fresh air too from all the smoke in there.” I said and he abruptly got up and walked to the bathroom doors.

He locked the bathroom doors and stood there for a few seconds.

He slowly reached for the mask and once he took it off he threw it on the floor and turned around. “Is this better?” he asked and realization soon hit me.

“STAR BOY!?” I exclaimed and he hurried over to me and shushed me.

“Be quiet! I don’t know who’s walking down the hallways here.” he snapped and I still looked at him in shock.

The guy that saved my ass just a day ago, was… quite handsome I must admit. I now noticed the light blonde strands of his hair falling from the hood of his hoodie.

“There’s no point in having these then…” he muttered under his breath as he pulled down his hoodie and took off his sunglasses.

He put the sunglasses in the pocket of the hoodie and before he could speak we heard heavy footsteps nearing the bathroom.

“Shit! It’s probably the cops!” Star Boy whispered as he grabbed my hand and opened one of the stalls.

“We can’t hide there!” I said and he raised an eyebrow at me, “Well, do you have a better-” “Yes, yes I do.” I interrupted him and I balled up the bloodied tissue and stuffed it into my clutch that was thankfully still hanging on me.

I got inside the stall and closed the toilet seat and climbed on it and fully opened the window. It revealed a dimly lit alleyway.

“Hm, that’s smart.” Star Boy said as he laughed and we both climbed out of the window and into the alleyway.

We looked around and I noticed Star Boy putting on the hood and the sunglasses. “Do you have a car with yourself right now or?” I asked him and he shook his head.

“No, I came here by foot. My apartment is near here. What about you?” he asked me and my eyes widened.

“Alyson!” I screamed as I fumbled with my clutch and pulled out my phone.

It was 11:54 p.m. and I had 14 missed calls, 45 unread messages and some of them were from Alyson and some were from dad.

I didn’t even hear the phone from all the loud music.

As I was about to call her, Star Boy grabbed my phone and ended the call before Alyson even answered.

“Hey! What was that for!” I exclaimed in frustration and he only scoffed.

“We kind of don’t have the time to call Alyson right now. You have to get cleaned up and find out where you’ll be staying for the night. Which will probably be my apartment.” he said as he began to walk out of the alleyway.

I grumbled as I followed him. The cold air made me feel the dried blood on my face and on my clothes. I didn’t even want to know what I looked like…

We walked for a few minutes until we arrived at a huge apartment building. “Do you have the keys with you?” I asked him as he stood in front of the doorbell panel.

“No, I don’t, but I know if I ring the bell more than a few times the neighbors will open.” he said and I rolled my eyes.

He started to aggressively press almost all the doorbells and I tried to pry his hand from the panel.

“Hey! You rang like 20 doorbells! Calm down!” I exclaimed and just as he was about to snap back, the doors buzzed and he opened them.

“Ladies first.” Star Boy said and I walked inside the apartment building. I thanked him and he walked in and closed the doors.

“On what floor do you live on?” I asked him as he started to walk up the stairs.

“10th floor, apartment 10B.” he said and I sighed as I realized there was no elevator to take us there. As we finally got to his apartment he lifted up the welcome rug and took out a key.

Once we walked in the apartment, he closed the doors and locked them. He put the key on top of the shoe cabinet and turned on the lights.

“I’ll go get you the first aid kit and you can clean yourself up and then we will agree where you will sleep.” Star Boy said and I nodded my head as we walked to his bathroom.

The apartment was quite small. It had a living room, a kitchen, a dining table with four chairs, a bathroom and probably one bedroom.

“Here you go.” he pulled out the aid kit from under the sink and I thanked him and he walked out the bathroom and closed the doors. I finally looked at my reflection and I gasped.

My hair was disheveled, blood was smeared on my nose, cheeks and my dress. I quickly washed up and somehow combed out my hair.

The blood from my dress wasn’t coming off and I had to come to terms with the fact that the blood will stay there forever.

I put the aid kit into its place, drank some water from the sink and then I walked out of the bathroom.

I quietly walked to the living room and saw Star Boy setting up an expandable couch and put on the duvet and pillows.

He was dressed up in a light blue pajama set and I stifled a laugh as I noticed small horse hooves decorating the shirt.

“I’m done.” I said, startling him and he jumped in the air and turned around.

“Fuck! Announce yourself first!” he shouted as he ran a hand through his light blonde hair. I laughed a little, “Anyways… I’m sleeping here?” I asked him as I motioned to the couch.

“Yeah, I hope it’s to your liking. I rarely get guests so I apologize for the lack of my housewife skills.” he said and I nodded my head. “Don’t worry, this is even beyond what you did.” I said and he shrugged his shoulders.

“I may do illegal stuff, but I ain’t heartless.” he said as he went to turn on a lamp and turn off the other lights in the apartment.

“Do you need anything else before you go to sleep?” he asked and then he noticed my bloodied dress.

He walked into his room and quickly came back with a black pajama set. “It was from my ex-roommate's sister who stayed over. And don’t worry, it’s washed.” Star boy said and I quickly went into the bathroom to change and I put my dress on top of the washing machine.

“Anything else?” he asked after I put my clutch on the dining table and went to sit on the spread out couch.

I laughed, “Yeah, I would like to finally know your name.” I said and he paused.

After a few silent seconds he turned around and smirked, “It’s Joestar, Johnny Joestar. Also, goodnight.” he said as he walked in his room and before he closed the doors I spoke up, “Good night too…” I said.

Star Boy, well now known as Johnny, closed the doors and I sighed as I turned off the lamp that was next to the couch and snuggled under the soft duvet.

The city lights dimly illuminated the room and I sighed as I closed my eyes as I tried to fall asleep.

Sure they met at the club by sheer coincidence, but she felt like this wouldn’t be their last encounter…