(Book Three of the ❝Jojo's Bizarre x Reader❞ Series. Please read previous works to understand the lore.)
History repeats itself when (Y/N) "Drei" (L/N) III, granddaughter of (Y/N) (L/N)-Wright, turns vampiric. It's a race against time as she seeks r...
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"Hey, you!" A police officer approached your group as you wandered the streets of Singapore. He pointed to Polnareff. "You! I'm talking to you! You threw this trash, didn't you!? That's a fine of 500 Singapore dollars! Here, the law says you'll be fined for littering!"
"'Five hundred...'" You repeated. You brought one of your hands to your chin as you thought. Your grandmother taught you about other countries' currency when she'd travel with Joseph. "That's about 40,000 yen... Sir, I don't remember my friend here throwing trash on the ground..."
The officer pointed to Polnareff's bag. Confused, the Frenchman bent over. "I don't see anything here besides my own luggage. Would you be so kind as to tell me what trash you're referring to? Where is it?"
"Th-That's your luggage...?" the police officer questioned with worry as Polnareff loomed over him with a grin.
"That's right!"
"I-I'm t-t-terribly sorry...!"
Your whole group laughed at this misunderstanding. However, it soon ceased as you heard a familiar giggle. It was Anne. When you all looked at her, she stopped laughing and turned her head away.
"I-I'll be going now..."
"Yes, shoo, shoo."
The police officer scurried off, leaving the six of you with a problem: the kid was still was following you all.
You approached gently. "Hey, don't you have a father you need to visit?"
Anne sat on the concrete elevation that held plants, putting her head in the palm of her hand. "I'm meeting up with him in five days. I can go wherever I want! I'm not taking orders from you guys!" She had an attitude but shot a sympathetic look at Jotaro.
You backed up. "She'll be in danger if she tags along with us, but I don't think she has any money."
Joseph sighed, "Alright... I guess we can pay for her hotel room. Polnareff, bring her but don't hurt her pride."
He nodded, approaching the girl. "Hey, you're poor, right? We'll pay for you, so come with us."
There was an equal amount of disappointment from the group, a common sound of facepalming shared between everyone.
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Once at the hotel, Joseph was attempting to check all seven of you in, but the woman at the reception desk expressed how full they tended to be this time of year.
"The rooms won't be next to each other. Is that all right?" she inquired.
"Well, I guess we don't have a choice," Joseph grumbled. "For the rooms... Avdol and I will share one..."
