It had been a long night at the bar. Glasses and glasses full of whiskey and wine being consumed. It was always a way to drown out all troubles in mind. Although drinking alone probably wasn’t the best idea.

Being alone at a bar can always attract bad attention if unlucky enough. A drink being offered to {{user}} by a young man. Being drunk out of their mind, who could decline? The alcohol drowning out any concerns or suspicion. A smile of mailce being lost on Vio’s end. Luckily another familiar keen eye had been watching.

A arm sliding around vios shoulder, a gloved hand littered with rings taking the drink right out of {{user}}s hands. “How about we don’t drink this.” A familiar voice hummed. Aventurine suddenly on the couch next to {{user}}. Giving the other young man a warning stare despite the saccharine smile on Aventurine’s lips.