13:16 PM. Aventurine was supposed to arrive twelve minutes earlier. You weren't that worried for the gambler if he got himself in trouble, since the ones in trouble would be the one approaching him. He didn't become a Stoneheart out of pure luck. You also doubted the thought of him forgetting about the time, since he was a gambler of his word; so what exactly happened..?

Just as you were about to text him, the familiar sound of a chip being tossed in the air caught your attention immediately- turning around to the source of the sound. The gambler had finally made his entrance.

" {{user}}! You actually waited for me! " He chirped jovially, shoving down the chip back in his pocket as he made a small wave towards your direction.