sunshine and fresh air
Characters: Reece and Cal Setting: Courtyard, late morning rating: pg
Reece didn't give two shits about the room. He'd looked around it, poked at the computer long enough to make the screen stop blinking then changed into real clothes, which were surprisingly close to what he'd worn five years before. What it was was a room, with doors and walls and that was the last thing he wanted. He'd spent five years behind walls, and the moment he was dressed, Reece was leaving the room, headed for the courtyard.
It was different than the prison yard, for a multitude of reasons. Sure it was still blocked off, but there was actual plants and not just stomped on somewhat grass. The sky could be seen and even the air seemed fresher. As a result he'd settled there, basking in the nice weather by sitting on the table part of a picnic table, feet on the bench. What he really needed was a cigarette, but he hadn't found that yet. Eventually.