The next day, Stephanie was in her bonker when a guard secretly knockned on her gate. Weirdly, Stephanie has been the only person living in this cell. For the past two years, she never had a celomate and she wasn't sure if that made her happy or cranky.
Happy because she had some peace and quiet, and cranky because she sometimes yearned to talk to someone but there was no one.
"Get up Winston" Said a female guard. Lazy and tired, she dragged her self out of the top of her bonker bed. One of the perks of having a cell to yourself is that you can sleep on any bed you like.
"What? I didn't do anything." She found herself saying for a weird reason.
"Shut up and come here." It was probably around past twelve in the afternoon and she only had one more hour before her break ends.