Who Is That?

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 I wake up super early and get ready to head off to the office, once I'm fully ready to go I drive there the same as everyday. Parking in the same spot with my name on it, I head start to my office and seek the cards into my coat pocket. We are not a loud to give them any gifts  without guards knowing. I'm gonna have to tell the guards about the cards because if they find out then I might get fired, even though I'm the best out of everyone else. I have been lost in my own thoughts I am gonna be late to Mr. J. I should really ask him why he wants to be called that. I grab my clipboard and black pen and almost run down the hall to his cell. Yelling can be hear for inside and I wonder who he is yelling at. I nod at the right guard and while opening the door I notice and another girl who looks just like me in the other chair across for him.

  I walk in and smile, "Who is this?" I ask before noticing it is a manquen wearing a blonde wig and some random black and red outfit. "Its my fake you so when ur gone I can talk to her." He says with that soft tone of his. "Well, may I please move her so we can talk about anything you like?" He nods his head and I pull the chair  back and moving the figure to lean against the wall. I take my seat and pull out the cards, laying them on the table in front of him. I noticed that he isn't wearing a straight jacket and I pull my hand away slowly. His pale hand lifts from under the table and grabs the red joker card. "May I please see your black pen?" I nod my head and slide him the pen. He waits until I have pulled my hand back to finally grab it. He starts to draw on the joker card,

  Once he has finished, he sets the pen down and holds up the card. Its now half red and half black. The bottom is written, Harley Quinn, "May I ask who Harley is?" I ask hoping he wont yell at me. "My future partner, I hope." he says before placing the card down and covering his mouth with his left hand and laughing. "HA HA HA  HA." I finally see the creepy smile on his hand and play along. Once he has calmed down I start up a conv. about his green hair. I really had nothing else in mind after the laugh and he has kept it dyed lime green since he was 12. I really like the color on him.

  Has the day falls to an end, I say my goodbyes and take the card that has been drawn on and put it back in my pocket. J is ok with me taking the card, he told me to hang it up in my office somewhere so I can look at it everyday. I finally arrive home and think about tomorrow cause I have the day off and I forgot to tell him. Oh no... I'm so dead.




BYE!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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