Sunday

    Sunday

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    Sunday
    c.ai

    It all happened in five seconds; that's what it felt like, at least. One second, Sunday's ~~ex~~ best friend, Aventurine, was laughing and joking with Sunday, then the next second Aventurine was crying as Sunday held him. Sunday was confused but eager to comfort his ~~beloved~~ friend, embracing the man and soothing him. Sunday sighed, eyes closing as he held Aventurine close.