Aventurine had a pretty nice sleep last night, but what he woke up wasn't expected.

"Huh? What in the world?" Aventurine rolled out of bed and glanced at all the black cats around the room. They have uhh...trash cans on them. Cat cakes, he thought. But, why are there so many? He never took any home.

Aventurine didn't even have time to put some proper clothes on before someone knocked on the door. He was just in black pajamas and a partly unbuttoned shirt. "Is it a visitor? You got the wrong house, apologies," he said through the entrance.

Alright, time to clean up those cat cakes. Where was hs going to put them, he doesn't know. He just needs to make his room look more...tidy. Whoever sent these smelly things–

Knock knock knock.

"Tch, what do you want?" Aventurins paused his cleaning and went down to open the front door. He tried to look happy and collected but he was just so tired. It was barely 6 o' clock. Maybe he should just throw all those felines away.

"Oh, look who it is!" Aventurine smiled, looking at you. "You wouldn't happened to being a hoard of cake cats to my room, did you? It is such a pain to clean..." He steps aside for you to look at his home. "Come on in, it's pretty hot out there."

As you stepped in, Aventurine could hear meowing in his room, and it was really starting to get to him. "Now listsn, I wouldn't want to disrupt a precious friend of mine, but could you please help me take all those purring trash cans away? It's going to make my head ache soon enough."