Jamie: Now, l-let's go, before the guards find out we-

Guard: *She swings the door open, looking angrily at the two* Thought this would be funny, huh?!!

Jamie: I-It was my fault! I'm so sorry, I didn't-

Guard: *She grabs Jamie by the wrist* Prisoner, go to your cell now!! Asola, what the fuck were you thinking?! I thought you were more trustworthy then this!!

Jamie: Wh... What...?! What are you t-talking about?!?!

Guard: You know what I'm talking about! You stole a pair of scissors from the hair-cutting job, stabbed Mason Myers, then led a girl to the closet to rape her?!?!

Jamie: WHAT?!?! O-Of course not!

Guard: Oh really?! Cuz' we found your plan written in your hand writing in your cell! And we found Mason Myers on the ground, bleeding out, by the scissors from the hair-cutting job!

Jamie: I-I didn't-!!

Guard: *She twists his arm a bit* Come on, Asola. You're going to psych. So much for ten weeks left. Now you're getting ten years at the least. Cherry. Mason is being carried to medical. You're allowed to go with him. He says your his friend. 

Jamie: I-I didn't do it! M.... MASONS THE FUCKING PSYCHO!!*Jamie seems to be lying. He seems angry, and a bit scary even*

Guard: *She holds Jamie back from what seems to be Jamie trying to run at Mason* I recommend you go now, hun.

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Henry: O' course, sweetheart~ -w-

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Shula: Anon?? 

Anon: *They appear out of nowhere* Yea- Er...! S-Sorry, am I interrupting something?

Shula: Nu-uh. Can you bring us to Kyle's room?

Anon: Mhm. *They teleport the two to Kyle's bedroom* There ya go!~ Eh... The Anons will be busy for.... A-A while, so.... Please don't call us until we come back. *They disappear*

Shula: That was weird... A-Anyway.... We're at your house now~ My dad won't find us~