Maddie Johnson (returninspades) wrote in immune_ic, @ 2012-12-21 15:08:00 |
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I thought I was ready to bleed That we'd move from the shadows on the wall And stand in the center of it all Too late two choices to stay or to leave Mine was so easy to uncover He'd already left with the other So I’ve learned to listen through silence Fights and love squabbles were a common thing in the colony. At least in Maddie’s neck of the prison. When she was living in the cellblocks, arguments broke out every night. It probably had something to do with people living in such tight quarters. The cells were small and most people only used them for sleeping purposes. Cabin fever was a bitch. The move to the guard room got her and Caitie out of middle of the chaos, but there were nights where they still had to listen to people shouting. Maddie generally didn’t mind it. Entertainment was entertainment, after all. So whenever someone started shouting in the cellblock down below, Maddie would go and investigate. Unless she was doing something else more interesting. That wasn’t the case tonight. Tonight, the entertainment was in the form of a man and a woman — presumably a boyfriend and girlfriend — having a spat in the middle of the cellblock. The woman was throwing things, crying and screaming about how she wouldn’t stand for being the other woman. Maddie leaned over the railing, which was the equivalent of a prime seat in a theater, and settled in for the show. “You think she’s gonna leave him?” She asked the person who appeared at her side. “Or he’s gonna grow a pair and go shack up with his mistress? Ah, Sing Sing’s scandals.” |