Sorting the clothes

Two hours later, into the cell 3, the one which belongs to Rodriguez and Lenard, something is happening there. Those two prisoners were minding their business, and a guard open up their cell and order to Lenard.

"It is time for the work." he said, the guard with a stick ready. "Your task today it is to sort clothes from the Washing section. Got it?"

"U-Um yeah." says Lenard and looks at his cellmate.

"Don't worry. Nothing will happen to you." says Rodriguez with a smile on his face to make Leanrd fell secure about all of this.

***

A few moments after he got called to come to the Laundry Area, he arrived together with the guard, who ordered him to sort these clothes into jeans, shirts, jackets, socks and underwear which belongs to the guards, and prisoners. Some prisoners have the privilege to dress however they like, if they are a snitch.

Leanrd goes to the table where his pack of clothes it is waiting for him, He starts folding the first shirt, and when he's done it, it puts on a part of the table, then he started to fold another shirts until it is over with those shirts. After he ended with shirts, he started to fold pants on another side of this table, then he did the socks when he finished with pants, and with the rest of those clothes, which were mostly underwear.

After he finished his job, one of the guards inspected the clothing, he looks with a docile face on him, and he told him while he showed him three boxes with clothes who need to be washed.

"Good. Now go and put those in the washing machines. and when you have finished, start to sweep this floor with the broom."

Leanrd goes to the boxes of clothes without saying anything, he takes a box from there and goes to the closest washing machine from this room. When he got there, he puts the box down, took the clothes from there, sort them in the washing machine because there were a few red and white type of clothes, and he had a lot of these things happening on his home when he was little and helped his mom with house chores.

When he finished with inserting these clothes, he goes to the second box, he takes it and goes to another empty machine. He puts the clothes there because not many of those were white and red, wool, or anything. Those were only the prison uniforms of his block. After he finished with those, he puts some detergent into the washing machine (the first one had it in there for some reasons) and turned it on.

He goes to the last box, and he proceeds to wash those three red clothes together with the ones from the first box. After he puts the clothes there, he put detergent, turned the washing machine on, and he proceeds to do the next task, taking a broom from the broom cabinet nd proceed to sweep the floors.

***

Almost thirty minutes later, the guard goes to Lenard, stopped him from sweeping, and he ordered him.

"Look's good, criminal! Go back to your cell, and you will have a new task ready."

"Thank you, sir." responded Leanrd leaving this room and going to his cell number 3 by himself.

***

When he arrived at the Main Hall of this prison, one of those inmates saw Leanrd by himself, and he runs to him. He was really close to apply to Leanrd a hard punch because this man dodged it. Instead of counter-attacking, Lenard asks this inmate.

"What are you doing?" and this was a massive mistake because this inmate used his fists to punch Lenard balls and made him fall on the floor.

While Lenard was on the floor, that crazy inmate jumped on Leanrd, and a harsh sound was heard from Lenard body, probably that crazy guy broke something in Lenard. That inmate continued to punch Lenard face, but thanks to a guard who was there, he stopped this brawl by smashing his teaser into the crazy inmate body. It made the man electrocute and fall into a knock-out phase.

"What happened here?" asks another guard coming here, and he looks at me. "Did you do this?"

"With all respect, guard, but I was minding my business." I responded to that guard and proceed to tell him what I was doing earlier.

"You got an excuse, Mexicano." says that guard, thinking Lenard it is a Mexican due to his little darker skin, but it is totally wrong.

Anyway, the guards are taking the crazy man into the East Block, and Lenard is going back to his cell, to wait until he will get another call to go to do a task. When he arrived at his block, he saw two inmates coming at them. This doesn't look like the inmate types who would beat you to death only because you exist in prison. They asked Leanrd this thing.

"Would you help us in a soccer game?"

"Soccer?" asks Leanrd. "Isn't called football?"

"No. Here in america we call football soccer." says one of those inmates, the one with a missing eye and a mohawk. "Anyway, would you like to help us win a game? You can get thirty cents as a reward."

"Sure." responded Lenard, shaking the hands of the guy with a missing eye. "But I have to warn you, I am not very good on the terrain."

"Good." says the inmate with blue hair. "We do really need a goalkeeper."

"As a goalkeeper. I am very good." says Lenard to them. "When is the game beginning?"

"At the twelve o'clock."

Leanrd takes a quick look on the huge wall of this prison, and he observed that the time it is 11:45, adn he looks at those guys.

"How about a little training?" asks Leanrd. "Until the time will come."

"Sure." responded one of those guys and goes with Lenard on the yard, where the football game it is going to begin.