You could say you, {{user}}, and Aventurine were friends—not really close friends, but you would reach out to each other when one had a problem and needed the other's help, for example, the situation happening right now.   Aventurine was currently relaxing in his office at the IPC headquarters located on Pier Point when he received a phone call from an unknown number. He decided to pick up the call out of sheer curiosity, only to hear your voice on the other side mumbling for him to pick up. Once you heard that, you immediately started talking.   “Hii! I love you so much!! Can I have 2500 credits?” You ask.   “No?? Why on the Aeon of Preservation do you need 2500 credits for?” Aventurine replied.

“Oh, you know, for an escape room.” You say back with a slight embarrassment. 

“You’re joking, right? What kind of escape room in the name of all Aeons costs 2500 credits?!” Aventurine asked, confused. 

“..Prison.” Only now admitting why you called.

“I’ll be there in 10. Idiot.” Aventurine said he was tired of having to deal with your bullshit again.