R R I - REHABILITATION & REINTEGRATION INITIATIVE

Characters: Dominic and Meg
Setting: Upstate New York, a couple of years back

( It went about as well as you think. )

Who: Ryan and Meg
Setting: The laundry room, stupid o’clock
Warning: nsfw

( In all the wrong places. )

Characters: Dominic and Meg
Setting: Tool shed

( 'do not have serious Talks whilst inebriated', said wise people everywhere )

Characters: Dominic, Jun-he, Meg and Kyle
Setting: The Courtyard
( or: a heaping side of awkward! )

Characters: Meg & Kyle
Setting: Cafeteria/bar, Kyle's room

Having finished getting back to his various messages, Kyle headed across to the cafeteria, a small canvas under one arm, paint splattering the t-shirt and jeans which were, as a result, now designated as 'work clothes'. It felt a little harsh, given that he only had seven sets of clothes in total, but even if he only had two sets, giving up one to his art was a small price to pay. He stopped on the way and looked in on the pool - because, yeah. He'd missed that one and there it was, just by his room. Surprises every day.

He made it to the bar before Meg did, and he poured himself a coke, setting the canvas down on one of the chairs while he waited.

Kyle may have not been looking his best given the paint on his clothes but he had nothing on Meg who looked almost as bad as she felt which quite frankly was an achievement in and of itself. What little sleep she had got had been fitful at best and things between her and Dominic were no better than had been before they went to bed, the moment he'd gone off for another walk she'd fled to her own room. The message from Kyle had been a lifeline and she had seized on it, desperate for a way to stop thinking about Dom if only for five minutes.

Arriving in the cafeteria in shorts, boots and an oversized wool sweater, her hair scraped back from her face in a way that only highlighted how puffy her eyes were and the dark circles beneath them, she blinked in confusion and then made a beeline for Kyle. "Guessing you found the alcohol then?" she said sounding faintly nonplussed.

( And then it went downhill )

Characters: Dominic and Meg
Setting: room 13, wee hours

( five minutes at a time )

Characters: Dominic and Meg
Setting: Their room, getting late

( and sorry doesn't make it better. )

Characters: Dominic, Leandro, and Meg
Setting: Morning of Day 3, the courtyard just outside the kitchen.

( So he was a fanboy. Fabulous. )

Characters: Meg and Carmel
Setting: The kitchen, morning

Meg could never be described as a creature of habit but it was a rare occasion that saw her awake early without outside interference and unable to fall asleep again and that was the state she found herself in that morning, much to her annoyance. Not having the heart to wake Dom when he looked so peaceful, she'd taken off to her own room for a shower then checked the journals, eyes quickly drawn to the offer of biscuits and gravy in the kitchen. Conflicted as she may have been about much of her cultural heritage, a term she used incredibly loosely, she still haboured a love for a lot of the food she'd grown up with and having gone six months with what prison had to offer, her stomach growled at the prospect of getting to eat a meal she genuinely enjoyed.

Slipping back into Dom's room to leave him a message on his monitor and, as was her custom, steal a shirt of his to pull on over her own, she then headed towards the kitchen, the smell reaching her before she'd even stepped inside and setting her stomach growling again.

"God damn that smells good," she said, stepping into the kitchen, a look somewhere between amazement and genuine happiness on her face that teamed with her still damp hair and the over sized shirt she had on, made her look even younger than usual.

Characters: Cal and OPEN TO ALL!
Setting: Library, 10 AM - 7 PM

Cal had to admit that he was nervous, something much easier to do when he was alone. But it was true, he felt the same acidic stomach flutters that had plagued him in his first days of residency, no matter how prepared he'd been then or was now. Though he definitely was prepared, situated in the library with a cleared table and his hefty box of supplies.

It helped that he was even somewhat mentally scheduled, having reviewed the journals before coming down here, a freshly written list of confirmed visitors waiting next to his kit, and under it? Score sheets, because Cal already knew that today would be invaluable for much, much more than physical assessments.

Characters: Dominic and Meg
Setting: Alabama, over a year ago
( this is why we can't have nice things )

Characters: Meg and OPEN!
Setting: The kitchen, sometime around 11

It was probably telling that even after a night sharing a single bed, only a few hours of which were spent actually sleeping, Meg woke up feeling more rested than she had in months, a smile creeping onto her face as she looked down at the reason why, the still sleeping Dominic. The whole situation still didn't feel entirely real, that they were there together with him no longer on death row, and she couldn't shake the feeling that things weren't entirely right between them, regardless of how happy they were to be reunited. Unsure as she was, it didn't rob her of her smile or her desire for pancakes, the latter of which had her slipping out of bed and into her clothes, forgoing her tanktop in favour of the shirt Dom had been wearing which hung down past the bottom of her shorts making it appear to be all she had on. Not that that bothered her in the slightest.

Loathe as she was to disturb Dom, she knew how she would feel if she woke up and found him gone so she roused him enough to tell him she was going to the kitchen then padded out of the room. She made a brief detour to her own room where she brushed her teeth and quickly filled out the survey blinking on her computer, then headed to the kitchen where she started to gather pancake fixings. She came slightly unstuck however when it came to the actual making of them, the cast on her right hand making it ridiculously difficult for her to manage. Before too long there was flour everywhere including her hair, buttermilk spilled on the counter top and at least three broken eggs, none of which made it into the mixing bowl. "God fucking dammit!" she exclaimed as another egg shattered, this time making it into the bowl however it unfortunately took most of the shell with it.

Characters: Dominic and Meg
Setting: His room, very early morning

( Are we dreaming? )

Characters: Meg and Adam
Setting: The Library, Early Afternoon

It hadn’t been easy with her right wrist in plaster but Meg had managed to change out of her prison outfit and into some of the clothes that had been in the wardrobe. She hadn’t given up on the orange jumpsuit entirely though, tearing free the top half then removing the arms so it vaguely resembled a sleeveless jacket, albeit it one with ragged edges and the words ‘Julia Tutwiler Prison for Women’ printed on the back. Unlike some of the people living in this new place, she had no illusions about the fact that they were in fact still in prison and saw no reason to pretend otherwise.

That said she wasn’t above taking some small consolations from the relative freedom that came with her relocation like the way the orange of the jumpsuit clashed with the pale green stripes of her new tank top or that she had been able to walk into a kitchen and just grab a couple of candy bars before heading to check out the library. The thing she liked the most though was arguably the smallest; the cheap mood ring hugging the ring finger of her left hand which she was idly twisting with her thumb as she walked along next to the shelves seeing what books the library held.

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