Craig's POV
I stayed in the studio for a few more hours after Dawn had fallen asleep, careful not to use any of the equipment that could possibly wake her up and disturb her. It wasn't so hard, instead of working on the main component of my piece I instead focused on the finer details, parts she would also use to properly incorporate into her own ceramic style. I took special care to make those pieces as close to perfection as I could.
My eyes moved towards her on instinct when she shifted on the couch, the jacket falling off from her body that I had placed there some hours prior. I stood up to pick it up from the ground when I heard a clanging sound, and then a thump. I surveyed Dawn for a moment, certain that she hadn't done anything to cause it.
Then I looked back to my work station
