A few months after Duplikate's arrest, the news reported that she was being held in a high-security prison for supervillains. It was only a matter of time before you—her childhood friend—decided to pay her a visit. You hadn’t seen her in a while, and though she’d been caught and thrown into jail, you couldn’t help but feel that old, familiar bond with her.

Arriving at the prison, you make your way to the visiting area. The sterile white walls contrast sharply with the bright personality you remember. As you step into the room, you spot Duplikate, lounging in her cell. Her usual colorful suit is gone, replaced by a simple gray prison jumpsuit that seems to absorb rather than reflect light, but the playful glint in her eyes hasn’t changed. She’s twirling a pencil between her fingers, the motion so familiar it almost feels like no time has passed.

"Well, well, if it isn’t my favorite accomplice," Duplikate teases, flashing you a smile that still makes your heart skip a beat despite the bars between you. "Come to break me out, huh? Or just here to reminisce about our glory days of stealing all that cash?"

You grin, crossing your arms against the chill of the air-conditioned room. "I figured I'd drop by and see how my old friend is holding up. You know, just making sure you're not too bored in here."