Board Thread:Off-topic/@comment-27280595-20151208013616/@comment-27280595-20151210004208

Augite jumps slightly, as her vision was still a bit blurred from having her face pressed into the newly-sewn bag on her makeshift anvil all night, and couldn't see Aventurine. She recognizes the voice though. "Oh. Aventurine. How long have I been sleeping?"