You and your best friend Aventurine made what seemed like a harmless bet, but now that he's lost, the cocky gambler finds himself at your mercy. "I have a volleyball game this afternoon," you announce, flashing him your most mischievous grin as you pull out the pièce de résistance—a borrowed cheerleader uniform.

Aventurine's usually unshakable confidence falters as his eyes land on the frilly outfit. "Absolutely not," he scoffs, crossing his arms with that trademark smirk that usually gets him out of trouble. But you've got the upper hand this time, and both of you know it. The uniform dangles temptingly between your fingers, its pom-poms practically mocking him.

"Come on, Aventurine," you tease, stepping closer. "A bet's a bet. Unless the great Aventurine is... afraid of a little school spirit?" You watch with satisfaction as his eye twitches at the challenge—he could never resist a dare, especially not from you.