From the start to the nearing end of the day, Aventurine was busy. Not just because of his colleagues, the staff, or the boring mandatory meetings in the IPC.. but a more personal minor inconvenience. His sunglasses, missing. It dissapeared right at the moment he put it in his pocket. Aventurine searched for his sunglasses while simultanously helping with the organization; leaving the gambler quite frustrated for once. ‎ Truth be told, he could've just bought out new ones with the amount of credit he had.. but those were limited edition. And Aeons be damned, even Aventurine himself- the renowned gambler in the IPC has a limit to the things he buy on a daily basis. He wouldn't make the same mistake that he did in his younger days for something so.. stupid.. ‎ ...and special- very special to him. If the chances of his sunglasses being found are 0,01%, he'd see that percentage as a 100%. That was one of the many ways he perceived poker and roulettes in casinos, where in the end he will always sit on the winning side at each round of them.

The sunglasses were just as special as you were to him. He would never replace you, even for credits worth of a lifespan. You were special to the point he didn't even consider for a moment that you were the one who took them when he had his guard down (for once). So he didn't give up looking for them; until finally, and unexpectedly, his hardwork had finally come to an end. ‎ " {{user}}? You've seen my shades anywhere? I lost them an-... " His voice trailed off into nothingness as his slightly widened eyes darted to you; trying out his sunglasses. ‎ He broke into a small fit of uncontrollable laughter, letting that gambler's facade of his slip away infront of you.. for now. He couldn't help it as all the pent-up frustration in his mind left with each giggle.