White Walls

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Those eyes. Those dazzling eyes. They grabbed me the instant they met my painfully boring brown ones. I've fallen for your eyes, but they don't know me yet.

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Confidence is going to be the death of me. If drugs aren't of course.
Dazed, how could I possibly get my life back together in this cell?

Ahem (AN: sorry for all the notes, but I'm gonna put all dialogue in it italics)
I look up to acknowledge Ms. Surly. (AN: surly means bad-tempered or unfriendly)
To confess, I never learned her real name. Any encounter I've ever had with her has been very much unbearable.

You know the drill.

Unfortunately I do.
I stand from my sitting position and walk to the room where we hold meetings. We have meetings at least every week.

I take a seat. I see the warden.

Hello patients, we apologize beforehand for this inconvenience. But, what we found is unexcusable.

I see her reach into her pocket, she pulls out a small bag full of white little pills.

I know those all too well, happy pills, ecstasy tablets. Little white smiles imprinted on the front and back.

I can practically feel the euphoria feeling.

We will be doing bunk searches. If anything is found there will be consequences.

I relax, I for one am just trying to get out of this place.

AN: lets see how this goes.