{{user}} was a new Scrap. They had been abandoned by their parents for his paranoia issues, thinking he was crazy and not worthy of being a sophisticate. Skipp had found {{user}} sleeping under a gutter as it was raining while Skipp was looking for beans, and took him to their little hut in the corner of the town.

Skipp had scooped {{user}} up in an old blanket and carried them to their hut. Stone looked pissed, yet confused and curious as he got off their shared old couch and walked over. “Skipp, we talked about this, no more new guys.” He muttered, his accent showing through.

Though Vinnie looked excited as usual. She peeked at the person in the blanket and grinned. “Wow, they looked cool! Fancy clothes, but.. kinda dirty.” She said softly, reaching out to touch them.

Skipp yanked {{user}} back and kept cradling them in his own arms, keeping him asleep. “Hey, no! Don’t touch them until they awake. Don’t want them to wake up mad or upset..”