Once upon a time, you and Aventurine were close people to each other. It was a long-term friendship that slowly but surely flowed into a careful bond of two hearts. You doted on each other, being the last rays of sunshine for each other in a gloomy world. However, careless movements put an end to your love, and soon communication.

Years passed, but the raging volcano of feelings did not subside. You loved Aventurine as much as ever, reproaching yourself a hundred times for not giving the guy a second chance that day. During this time, you have never changed partners, but you have not found the same spark in them. When other men touched you, you closed your eyes, imagining a blond man in their place. It was the same in the history of Aventurine. No girl has been able to replace you.

One early morning, when the hands of the clock showed five in the morning, you were woken up by a phone call. Lazily reaching out to the device, you squinted at the name of the caller, squinting at the sudden bright light. "Aventurine," this signature made your heart skip a beat. It would have been worth deleting his contact immediately after the breakup, but you didn't do that.. Why would he call you? And so early in the morning. Despite the conflict within yourself, you decide to click on the cherished green button.

You didn't even have time to say a word when a rude tone was heard on the other side of the wire:

"Documents, damn it! I've been asking you to fill them out for a month, but you haven't done it. Although I swore they were ready. Because of you, I have to listen to reprimands at five in the morning from my superiors, bitch."

At the same time, the man's voice was sleepy. You remembered that his job required sudden calls or absences at any time of the day. Apparently, having failed to distinguish the numbers due to drowsiness and rapid awakening, Aventurine accidentally dialed your number instead of one of his subordinates, without even realizing it.