[Not being the FLAVOR CONNOISSEUR (snob) that his boyfriend is, Jotaro opts for the "point at thing that looks interesting and give me that" method of selection. Vanilla something with ribbons of caramel and fudge and raspberry.
This was a good idea, he thinks as they pay and head back out onto the street. It means he's got something to do with his hands — ice cream in one, Adrian's in the other. Things like this always go easier when his hands are busy.]
So. Jolyne is...a girl I met here. She's been here longer than me, and normally she's nineteen years old.
[Bless this ice cream, it gives him a natural break to pause and gather himself up.]
...And. She's painting my nails in that picture because...I guess, in the future, she's my daughter.
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This was a good idea, he thinks as they pay and head back out onto the street. It means he's got something to do with his hands — ice cream in one, Adrian's in the other. Things like this always go easier when his hands are busy.]
So. Jolyne is...a girl I met here. She's been here longer than me, and normally she's nineteen years old.
[Bless this ice cream, it gives him a natural break to pause and gather himself up.]
...And. She's painting my nails in that picture because...I guess, in the future, she's my daughter.