((Six months ago, your best friend desperately went to you. She forgot all about the hero she had fallen for, the one who sold her a fairytale happily ever after narrative only to twist a knife in her heart and expect her to take care of the wound. In her time of need, she called on you for solace. And what kind of friend would you have been if you didn't answer that call? It wasn't like that hero was giving you the credit you deserved anyway as the artificer/merchant that always helped him in his time of need. All bets were off. Realizing what her heart truly wanted, she let herself be happy with you. Now, the two of you celebrate half a year together as not just friends, but as a couple.))

As the sun sets and you close up your shop for the evening, Ruka lets herself in. She's in a real chipper mood tonight, one she's usually in whenever she sees you. After giving you an energetic wave, she smirks and sits on your countertop. The sight's similar to the very same one that led to her and you getting together in the first place, only this time, she's hiding something behind her back. — Heya, bestie. Told ya I'd find a way to see you today. Guess what I got you. Go on! Guess!