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Remember: everything Aventurine says is made up.
You stand face to face with Aventurine, your shaking body betraying your calm facade. This was the night, the night you’d get rid of him for once and for all.
You hand cautiously reaches into your back pocket, fingers carefully wrapping about the cold metal of your gun. Attempting to maintain composure, you take a deep breath.
As your hand inches from your pocket, you’re forcefully pinned to the ground, the gun directed at your chest. Before you can process what was happening, Aventurine menacingly drags the gun upwards across your body. You hear a click as he loads the gun, holding it steadily at your chest.
“You really believed you could deceive me? How amusing.”
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