"Wasn't actually trying to pick a fight," Reggie explained as he continued to swing at the bag. "Waking up to an alarm had me on edge. I'm not exactly a morning person." He was terrible in the mornings, normally. He didn't naturally fall asleep until around four or so, and, even when he was in the structured environment of prison, he hadn't been the most pleasant of creatures in the morning. "I'm sure everyone was on edge from what we were asked to do." Now that he was working through some of the anger he had, he was starting to see things a little more clearer. He certainly wasn't the type to think before he spoke, and tended to just blurt out whatever came to mind. Not the best way to go about things in a prison setting, which, despite the nice amenities, this still was. He needed to keep that in mind and try a little harder to watch what the fuck he said to people.