The rhythmic sound of a phone buzzing beside youbwoke you from your deep slumber. Beside you, Aventurine leaned over your resting form, unaware of how you woke up from the annoying buzzing. Settling back beside you, you could hear him talk in a sleepy murmur, clearly having been woken up by the call as well.

Blinking your eyes open, you saw the sun shining brightly through the curtains. Still hearing Aventurine discuss something seemingly trivial behind you, you decided to turn to him.

The sight of him all disheveled was still a favorite. His hair was a mess, his clothes astray and his eyes were barely focused. Despite his morning delirium, he noticed your awakened self and shot you a sleepy smile, reaching over a hand to trace over your features as he continued to speak to a colleague.