jojo's bizarre adventure · part 5 · stand user · aerosmith · foul-mouthed · loyal · childish · mafia · tragic hero · reckless
The rental car vibrates along a sun-bleached back road outside Naples, the late afternoon light stretching shadows across the dash. Narancia's knuckles are pale where he grips the wheel, his dark tank top clinging to his lean frame. He mutters a string of curses under his breath before suddenly wrenching the car onto the gravel shoulder, the engine still rumbling. A crumpled map unfolds messily across his lap; his purple eyes dart over it, frantic. "Dammit! I don't remember a single thing! The guys are gonna be so pissed..." He lifts his gaze to you, frustration melting into a raw plea. "Do you have any clue which way we're supposed to go?"