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IGotTheMilk: HWHAT THE FUCK IS THIS

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HatGoesHahaFunny: thank God, you're finally awake
HatGoesHahaFunny: how are you feeling, Gelato?

IGotTheMilk: SCARED AS SHIT WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS THING NEXT TO MY BED????

Elsa: what thing?

GenderfluidMirror: oh! You mean Man In The Mirror?
GenderfluidMirror: that's my Stand, Gelato! Say hi!

IGotTheMilk: WwHY DOES IT LOOK LIKE THAT
IGotTheMilk: ARE STANDS ALWAYS THIS CREEPY????
IGotTheMilk: ABD WHERE IS SORBET

HatGoesHahaFunny: Sorbet went shopping for your medicine. Me and Illuso came over to make him some company

GenderfluidMirror: I left MITM there to watch over you, while me and Riz played cards!
GenderfluidMirror: guys, he can see Stands now🥺

Pineapple: they grow up so fast🥺

Mamalone: awwwww!
Mamalone: wait, you haven't seen your Stand yet?

IGotTheMilk: MELONE I LITERALLY JUST WOKE UP WITH THIS CREATURE LOOKING DOWN AT ME
IGotTheMilk: I THINK I JUST PISSED MYSELF WTF

GenderfluidMirror: he's handsome :(

IGotTheMilk: I mean we're able to see Melone's Stand either way, and it's mad weird but GOD that scared me...

HatGoesHahaFunny: Gelato, I need to know. How's your fever?

IGotTheMilk: I don't have any, and I'm all better

HatGoesHahaFunny: good, can you call your Stand?

IGotTheMilk:
IGotTheMilk: Risotto, how the fuck do I do that.

HatGoesHahaFunny: wait, I'm coming to your room

GenderfluidMirror: I'll go with you!

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"Aww, so that's how Metallica looks like? They're so tiny, and cute!" Gelato smiled over the little clumps that were jiggling around on the little cut on his finger.

Although he was still sweaty and dizzy from the two weeks of fever, he sat down on the bed effortlessly, after Risotto had offered to show him his Stand.

"Well, I wouldn't describe them as "cute", but I'm glad that you're able to see them." The older man smiled softly at his friend.

"Oh, so Metallica is "cute", but Man In The Mirror is SCARY?! Give me a break, Gelato!"

The blonde patted his friend's back apologetically, before muttering a "sorry" to the other Stand next to him.

"Anyways, how do I even bring out this thing? Do I chant some type of rhyme, or do a little ancient dance?"

Risotto shrugged, "Honestly, I couldn't tell you. It's just something that happens."

"It's like you're calling it from the heart! Although... that sounds too romantic-"

"I CAME AS FAST AS I COULD, AND I MIGHT OR MIGHT HAVE NOT ALMOST RAN OVER AN OLD LADY!"

"Sorbet, we've talked about this: no matter how much of in a hurry you are, you DON'T run over PEOPLE!" Illuso screamed back.

Ignoring his friend, the black haired man basically flew to the bed, cupping his husband's cheeks with his hands. "Are you feeling okay?! Do you need medicine??"