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[Exterior shot of a 2-story apartment building rooftop, where Rose is leaning back and holding her phone. She looks away with a tired expression]
Rose: I dunno. Tell him I died.

[A view of Rose's phone in her hand, where she is video chatting with Aya. Aya is in her work uniform and about to eat a sandwich.]
Aya (unamused): Ha. Yeah, I'll just go with that.
Rose: You're a barista, Aya. You've got to be used to telling off creepers.

Aya: He's a creeper?

Rose: I mean, yeah.
Rose: Bro can't take a hint, so he stalks my best friend at work?

Aya: Ok, in retrospect that does sound a bit creeper-ish.
Rose (off-screen): Right??

[View behind Rose on the roof as she crouches down and looks into the parking lot to see Nate showing up with Steve, below her in the distance]
Rose: Shit, now I need to shake this negative energy out of my system.

[Zoomed-in view from Rose's perspective of Nate following Steve across the parking lot. Nate is carrying a backpack and a sleeping bag and looking thoughtfully off into the distance while Steve is mid-sentence.]

[Aya's phone, propped up on a table at the coffee shop, showing Rose from her side of the video chat]
Rose (raising eyebrows): ...or maybe fuck it out.
Aya (facepalming): Jesus Christ, Rose.