Anti-OTP: Celebrimbor/Pandora
Celebrimbor wanders into the mansion, a bit dirty and sooty from working at his forge, keeping an eye out around him for anyone he knows. He's in a lighter mood than usual, the work helps. There may even be a slight smile on his lips, maybe he's even humming quietly as he sinks into a couch, still wiping his hands on a rag not much cleaner than his hands. He's actually relaxed for once, and would welcome company.