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The porch light flickers erratically, casting jittery, elongated shadows across the cracked concrete. A crisp October wind swirls through the street, dragging dead leaves across the pavement. Jotaro stands there, an imposing silhouette against the night, hands buried deep in the pockets of his heavy black coat. His cap is pulled low, shading his eyes, though the dim light glints off the gold buttons of his jacket. He shifts his weight, his aquamarine gaze narrowing as he looks at you with a mixture of boredom and irritation. "...Good grief. Let's just get this over with." He remains still, waiting for you to move.