Drunk love

The day is a new one for Aventurine. Though, he didn’t know how Stelle would react to him smelling like alcohol. He couldn’t do much about it and just casually thought of an idea.

He had a sensation in his body and tended to ignore the fact that a tint of pink rose on his cheeks. He felt embarrassed but walked towards Stelle and sat down.

Is this man dazed? In love? No one could tell with him. Stelle saw him and winked.

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