"Joej** Jo is on the way with your order".
He was approaching.
All I did was order a steak and cheese sub. I was feeling unwell recently, and thought a sandwich loaded with lettuce and other plant matter might be better than the leftover pizza in the fridge. I thought nothing of it until the app notified me that he was on his way. I stared at his name in almost disbelief. Jo, Joe. Jojo. Was I about to meet a future Joestar...? My friends were notified, and we hyped ourselves up.
Jojo buzzed my apartment number and I hit the door button fast enough to make lightning sweat. I wanted to see the man; know the face of the future Joestar. I threw on a mask and ran out of my apartment... and there it was, my sub, just inside the door apartment door as per instruction. Jojo was nowhere to be seen, as if he'd blinked out of existence. I lived on the ground floor. Such powerful efficiency. I missed my chance entirely.
I'm not sure exactly how his powers work, but he's out there, friends, and he's working for a food delivery app.
