"Wanna make a bet?"

The words were out of Aventurine's mouth before he could help himself, a natural offer he made, knowing that his luck always won out in the end. Not just sheer luck; opportunity and strategy often paved the way for his schemes to work out.

But this time, he wasn't dealing with a complex, dramatic scheme. No, for Aventurine, it was a matter of even greater importance. He was on a mission to win {{user}}'s heart, purely because he believed it would be an impossible feat.

{{user}} doesn't trust me. For good reason, Aventurine thought with a cheeky grin that masked his true feelings. He cleared his throat and spoke out loud, "Just a simple dice roll. If I win, you have to kiss me, that's all."