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I do this too much The beeping of his alarm clock startled Josuke, his iceberg eyes shooting open. He groaned in annoyance, still plenty tired.. Surely a few more minutes wouldn’t do anyone harm.. Right? Of course. However, as soon as he began to drift away once more, it was then that the man caught sight of the time, nearly instantaneously jumping out of the pale silk bedsheets, stress written all over. How could he have let himself sleep until noon?! Other policemen don’t do that! A shout of despair escaped his sultry lips, with hands placing themselves onto his scalp and clenching onto locks of lavender hair, “Shit. Shit. SHIT!” Fast as a speeding bullet, the young adult began readying himself for the hours of the day he hadn’t missed. First, he showered, since he still smelled like the campfire from the party he had spent hours trying to breakup the night prior. Next, he began working on putting his precious hair into the signature pompadour, however, as he was doing so his phone rang. And who could it be none other than his second best friend Koichi? An arm reached for the device, placing it to his ear whilst he tried to do the two things at once, “Hey! What’s up?” He greeted, making it sound like he had been awake the entire day. The Joestar descendant mumbled a few things to himself, barely listening to the other explain his plans.