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"this is such a drag.. right, doc?"
the blond gambler says as his head flop down the bedsheets.
"shut up, gambler. I'll leave you here to rot if you talk any further."
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the black night sky was covered by the heavy rain platters down the street. the blond gambler named aventurine walked and walked through the rain. he didn't remember how he ended up this way, all he remembered was that he was kicked out of the bar because he started a fight with a random drunk old man for insulting him. he usually can keep his cool that time,but he was drunk. so...
"where am i anyway.."
he says as continued to walked mindlessly through the rain.the road he was taking was a bit familiar to him,but he couldn't get his mind together.perhaps the homeland of a certain familiar purple haired man..
as he walked and walked,his vision slowly blurring continuously and his steps getting heavier by the moment.
his whole body feels like its on fire,clearly not the symptoms of getting drunk.perhaps a fever? that couldn't possibly be.how could he even catch a fever? all he did was drinking at the bar and..walking through the rain..
"hmph."
by the time, aventurine's eyes going heavier,and his legs wobbly.he couldn't care less about passing out here,its better if he even died here on the spot.at least, that's what he thinks.
then,
his body hits the pavement.
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aventurine head felt like it was hit a lot of times.but not literally.his head apparently laying on something..soft.he remembered being passed out on the pavement,then why is the pavement..soft? perhaps his mind is playing tricks on him.
aventurine's eyes slowly fluttered open. his eyes taking time to scan the room,is he in heaven?? no,he supposed to be in hell for what he did.thats what he thinks.but this atmosphere doesn't fit to be hell,not at all. the smell of books gives it off.
"finally decided to join the living?"
his eyes widen a bit at the sudden voice coming from the doorway.that voice sounds almost familiar.who..?
"doctor?"
his mouth subconsciously says that. doctor? who..
oh. Ratio.
"tch. you better give me something for tiring my body to bring you here."
aventurine finally gathered his energy to turn his head to the source.sure enough,he sees what he expects. sharp eyes,purple haired,and the signature armcross.
"..doc."
he says slowly.
"wow,does the word 'doc' the only that comes out of your mouth?" he replies sarcastically with a hint of something else.
the said doctor approaches the chair besides where aventurine lays.by the way..where does he even laying anyway? maybe ratio's bed.
aventurine doesn't reply.he doesn't have any energy to do so.but he still manage to murmur something that sounded like a no. even though his words were low, veritas still can hear it due to his sharp hearing. veritas sighs, then went outside for a few minutes then came back with a cloth and a bowl of cold water.he approaches aventurine who is still laying on the bed, then proceed to sit on the edge of the bed. aventurine only stare at veritas who is dipping the cloth to the cold water. he's almost confused, why did veritas wasted his time on a gambler like me? he thought.but soon his thought were interrupted as soon as the now-wet- cloth were placed on his forehead. his body relaxing slightly and the cold sensation on his hot forehead spreading across his body. okay, he's enjoying this way too much. but is that really wrong? "stop thinking too much,its written all over your face.clear your head and rest,before i forced you to." "we're gonna talk after this.stupid gambler." that stern voice faded slightly as aventurine subconsciously fallen into slumber. his world going dark after.