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It was early in the morning on a Sunday. It was cool outside, a slight wind moving through the trees. Not many were up and about outside, choosing the warmth that the insides of building offered rather than the cold.
It was quiet in the Kujo house, pardon the light steps of Holly Kujo. She was humming the tune of "Aoi Sangoshou", going about the house dusting random items off a bit, rearranging things and putting them back in their proper place.
As she went about her business she found herself in front of Jotaro's room. She could hear the sound of her son's light snoring, causing her to let out a giggle. She opened the door to see him sort of rolled up in a ball on his futon. He had kicked off his blankets during the night and was now subconsciously trying to keep warm. Something he did since he was a kid.
She walked over to him and covered him back up. She sat in front of him and looked at his sleeping face. He looked so peaceful. His long eyelashes touching his cheeks, his breathing calm, he moved a little making his hair cascade down his face somewhat.
Holly moved Jotaro's hair back, careful not to wake him. She leaned down and placed a soft kiss on his forehead.
"They're so cute, even when they're seventeen," She said to no one in particular.
She left her son's, room smile even wider than before, and continued to go about her previous ministrations.