Problem IV

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Loud bangs, the prison guards making their rounds again, another day of the many days he had spent in this trashy environment. But no longer will this continue, for today was the day of their freedom, the day where he can look back behind him and laugh, laugh at all those fools who thought he could not do it. And he would not do it alone, for another shall accompany him, one worthy of such a privilege in which he dares risk it all for. As he paced behind the guards, he did not succumb to his usual habits; not once did he eye the other prisoners nor utter a single word to them like the days of before where interaction was necessary. No longer will he need to speak with them.

I will come to miss this place...the sounds of pain and suffering that filled my ears like attending an orchestra of the highest accord...the constant daggers that laid upon everyone knowing that their deaths may very well be the next...the whispers of secret plotting of revenge, corruption, and greed for power...goodbye my silent world who've lasted so little yet impacted me so much, I bid you adieu.

He smiled lightly, immediately grabbing his last meal and heading to an empty table as usual; yet, it wasn't so usual as another occupied the same bubble as him. "How do you stand eating that," she asked, poking the purplish gooey substance. Riko smiled slightly and took in a spoonful of the goop, "it's not so bad as you think so long as you don't take in the odor. After all, it makes up most of the flavor you do taste." She shook a bit, sticking her tongue out in dissatisfaction, "I knew that, it's just...isn't this a health hazard?"

"It's good for you."

"Yeah, if you don't mind dying from your innards dissolving."

"You're overreacting."

"You're only ignoring the possibilities."

Riko went silent as Addie put on a winning grin before him, stealing his food as she felt like receiving a reward for her victory. She took a huge bite out of the meal and ate it happily, giving Riko a smug look in which he only returned with the usual smile. He waited till she swallowed before he spoke up, "...you do know you're eating the health hazard right now, don't you?" He smiled innocently as she paused in her glory, her hand quivering as she held up the messy spoon, her expression mortified. Riko's expression became a bit worried as she didn't respond for several minutes, "...h-hey Addie, you're okay right? I told you that it'd be better if you didn't smell it and just ate it, quit acting like you're frozen in time and space." She did not reply to his demand as she continued her fruitless effort of staying still. "...then it's fine if I tell everywhere your bra size right? From the rough estimation of ratio and gravitational forces that are applied as you moved around, I can roughly estimate the cup size to be about-" A handful of shlop  impacted his face, stopping him from finishing his conclusion as Addie was panting heavily, her face flushed with red either from extreme anger or embarrassment. "Shut your mouth Riko, your such a perv," she yelled as she proceeded to scoop up some more and toss it at him. But he did not retaliate, simply scooping it up and eating it seductively from the palm of his hands as he basked in his now victory, "I'm not interested in the womanly parts that are simply lumps of fat used as sacs of nutrients for offspring to be nurtured during their first years of growth development...but it can't be helped if you do want to expose yourself to me-" He was silenced once again, the metal tray that supported the food being violently thrown at him. She got up and whispered something to him as she picked up the undamaged milk carton, storming off after gulping it down furiously.

Riko wiped the food off his body, ignoring the whispers that crept behind him once more, the onlookers plotting something against him. Holding up his hands that were stained by the old blood of past enemies and sufferings, he traces the light blisters and clumps of dead skin as he stared into them, fastening them into a tight fist. "The hours are ticking ever so slowly, just a bit more..."

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