Luxor, Egypt. December 31st, 1988.
After taking a short break in a bathroom in the desert, our heroes stopped at a small bar on the banks of the Nile. Standing apart, Jojo was admiring the water of the river while the others were at the table, drinking cola and discussing upcoming events.
"We could be in Cairo in two days", Avdol said, "but we're all more or less messed up. How about spending the night here to rest? Besides, it's December 31st, it's New Year's Eve. I could introduce you to our customs tonight.
- Sounds good to me", Polnareff said. "Our assailants are more powerful in this country, we really need a little rest.
- I agree", (Y/N) nodded, glancing at Joseph who was staring at his hand. "Are you ok Mr. Joestar?
- My artificial hand seems defective. The knuckles probably need to be greased."
The radio in the bar began to crackle, but (Y/N) did not pay much attention to it. She got up to bring a bottle of cola to Jotaro who was smoking by the river.
"You're sulking?
- No, I'm looking at the Nile.
- And what do you see?
- Some water.
- You're such a great comedian, Jojo."
He gladly accepted the bottle she was holding out to him. She winced when he accidentally sent the smoke from his cigarette up her nose. But she made no comment.
"We are going to spend the night in a hotel, so that we can spend the New Year here.
- Ah...
- You look absolutely thrilled.
- Just disappointed that Kakyoin is not with us."
(Y/N) nodded, she understood that very well. Suddenly, the bet made with the redhead on Christmas Eve came back to her mind and she blushed slightly. She had to make Jotaro understand everything she had in her heart, and before midnight. The easiest way would be to tell him directly, but she couldn't, he was far too impressive and unpredictable in his reactions. No, she had to act.
"You're coming?" Joseph called to them. "We need to find a hotel."
As they made their way to town, (Y/N) was lost in thought, occasionally glancing in Jotaro's direction as he was walking, staring straight ahead with his hands in his pockets.
"You'll see," Avdol announced proudly. "Egyptians know how to party!
- I do hope so!" Polnareff exclaimed.
In the streets, people were busy preparing for the great evening party. The sun was about to set. They quickly found a hotel where they booked three rooms. And as (Y/N) went to join hers to get ready, Avdol stopped her.
"(Y/N), how about wearing a traditional outfit tonight?
- Really, can I?
- I would be happy if you did. Jotaro? Polnareff?
- Mmm?
- You too, right?
- If it makes you happy, it makes me happy!" the Frenchman exclaimed.
Jotaro pouted.
"I'd rather keep my unif-
- Don't be silly, Jojo", the young woman interrupted him. "You've been wearing this uniform for too long, make an effort for tonight!
- ... Well.
- Perfect!" the Egyption rejoiced. "Mr Joestar?
- Oh no, I'm not wearing a dress!
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〖JJBA - EN〗- Last Judgement
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