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Words:3406 mentions of slavery,tortue..
You lean back against the side of the elevator, breathing deeply, your eyes starting to close. You jump in surprise when the doors open!
As you walk out and make your way to the office, you feel increasingly insecure. Luckily, Aventurine hasn't arrived yet... He must be having a therapy session with Ratio, giving you a little more time to prepare yourself mentally.
"You can't be serious! I thought we promised each other that we would share our problems! And what did you do-?!"
"Calm down... You-"
"I will go now... I'm not hungry anymore..."
"The reason why I did that-"
"Quit it! Why don't you go find yourself a nice chick? You know, to kick that guy's ass... But I'm telling you, I will kill him before you could even gamble..."
"Hey... Killing won't solve anything...."
"It's just an expression! Now excuse me!"
"Y/n! Listen... I wanted to take you as a date... to that gambling place..."
"Eh?"
"I just teased you with the fling stuff... You're cute when you're jealous... you know?"
"Huh?"
"So... What do you? Hey!"
You run away from the place feeling flustered. What's this guy trying to do? He tells you to win his heart, but then he makes the move first... What the heck?
You gather your stuff feeling like a zombie, ignoring your colleagues' faces as they notice how peaky you look.
"Hey!" (Oh no, not already! Your heart skips a beat!) Aventurine doesn't look any better than you, but he's still handsome... As he comes forward to hug you, your eyes start to close in hope of something else...
