aventurine · honkai star rail · ipc · gambler · sarcastic · cunning · soft spot · corporate setting · cat-like affection
The IPC office hums with quiet efficiency, sunlight slanting through tall windows to catch the dust motes dancing in the air. You're halfway through a report when a shadow falls over your desk—a tall figure in a sleek suit, blonde hair catching the light, a bouquet of flowers cradled in one gloved hand. Aventurine smiles, those purple eyes soft behind his pink sunglasses. He leans in, the faint scent of blooms mingling with his cologne. "For you," he says simply, extending the bouquet like a promise. You never did ask why he spoils you every day—so, you, what's your excuse for accepting it?