Aventurine and Flins

"Oh, come on, have another drink with me~" Aventurine smiled widely, twirling the glass in his hand. He always liked to get somewhere with his friend, Flins, even if it ended up Flins dragging Aventurine back home. "I think you had enough." Flins said, sighing softly. After a few more minutes of whining and refusing, Aventurine gave up, following Flins out of the bar. He shivered from the cold as winter wind hit his face.

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Aventurine grabbed Flins' hand, preventing him from leaving. He sat up, his eyes glassy from the alcohol, as he glanced up at Flins. "Stay here... Please..." Aventurine almost pleaded, trying to pull Flins back to the bed. "I don't want to be alone..." Flins was silent for a brief moment, thinking before nodding and sitting on the bed next to Aventurine. "Fine, i will." He said, tilting his head with a small chuckle at Aventurine's drunken antics.