[Fuck, this is... awkward. And kind of nice? Almost sweet, even. What the fuck, he already knew that Jotaro was kind of a softie at heart, didn't he? Abbacchio has another drink of water, his head slowly clearing up, but the exhaustion not quite escaping him yet.]
...Should've just gone to your place. My apartment is shitty, you know.
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[Fuck, this is... awkward. And kind of nice? Almost sweet, even. What the fuck, he already knew that Jotaro was kind of a softie at heart, didn't he? Abbacchio has another drink of water, his head slowly clearing up, but the exhaustion not quite escaping him yet.]
...Should've just gone to your place. My apartment is shitty, you know.
But do what you want. I won't say no.