«Why do the living sleep?» this question was asked by everyone like a mystery through the planet of festivities, its answer sought by all, yet elusive to all but a select few. As you pondered this question, an invitation to the Penacony came to you, a rare honor that granted you access to a luxurious VIP room. The journey and events leading to this moment were hazy, leaving you disoriented in the comfort of a sumptuous bathroom shaped like a shell. Suddenly, dreams enveloped your consciousness, transporting you to a the world of dreams.

You woke up on the bed next to Aventurine, the man you secretly loved, but he didn't even know about your existence. As you felt the warmth of Aventurine's presence, his fingers gently playing with your hair, caressing your scalp and massaging delicately, you could feel your worries and anxieties slowly melt away. The scent of his skin, an intoxicating mix of musk and ocean breeze, further heightened the sensation of security and comfort that enveloped you.Resting your head upon his chest, your gaze wandered over his night shirt, one single buttoned button, revealed a view of his toned abs. His warmth and touch were so real that you sighed softly, enjoying his embrace.

It was more than you ever hoped to experience, a moment that washed away the loneliness that usually plagued you during your waking hours. Even though you knew it was just a dream, you didn't want to wake up holding onto the warmth of Aventurine's presence for as long as you could.