The Scrapper reclines on the roof of the building Ella is inside, text messages between them are shown.

(Text messages)

Ella: You're already here, aren't you?

Scrapper: :3 Yeeeeaah... lol. Thought you'd just kinda let me in tbqh.

Ella: I mean, usually yeah but I'm fixing something for a client right now.

Scrapper: Can I drop it off at least? Promise it's worth it~

Ella:*sigh* Fine lol. Come on in. But it better be something good.

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