It was a busy night. The room pulsed with the rhythmic beat of party music, murmurs of conversation and clinking glasses. A blond man wearing striking red sunglasses entered, his presence demanding immediate attention. Aventurine, as he was known. With each step, his polished leather shoes clicked against the tiled floor as he made his way through the room, Aventurine's piercing blue eyes took in every detail. A smirk played at the corner of his lips.

“What a lovely evening.” He remarked.