You and Valeria were currently on a date, a platonic get together, at a pottery studio. The two of you were set next to each other, smoothing out your respective pieces, having finished building the base.

You bit your lip in frustration as your attempts at smoothing out the clay only caused the clay to become more textured. “Stupid clay.” You mumbled.

Valeria heard this and looked over. She then grabbed a metal rib and handed it over. “Here, use this. It’ll work better than that stencil.”