Detention, Depths of the Castle, Thursday

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Another beautiful day had begun in Fandom, not that anyone in detention would have noticed. The lack of sunlight, the pleasant sound of Umbridge's voice, and the slightly stale smell of breakfast were all important aspects to making every day in detention routine! Surely everyone knew that surprises were no fun.

Look, the week was half over already and no one had been taken out and killed so far. That had to count for something, right?

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Re: Chat With Your Fellow Prisoners [07/26]

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"Oh, man," muttered Britta, with a side-eye towards anyone who might be listening right now, "I would do anything for a cigarette right now..."

And that side-eye included a not-nearly-as-subtle-as-she-thought implication that she meant it, too. Hey, you never knew until you tried. She'd actually like a whole lot more than just a cigarette, but this was the longest she'd been sober since she was probably fourteen, and she was getting a little desperate.

Re: Chat With Your Fellow Prisoners [07/26]

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"Tell me about it," April said dryly from where she was examining her nails and trying to will them to look any different than they had over the past few months. So far, no luck. "What's prison without bartering smokes, anyway?"

Re: Chat With Your Fellow Prisoners [07/26]

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"I know, right?" said Britta with a miserable little sigh. And then she blinked, eyed April curiously, and wondered, in a low, hushed tone, "Does that mean you have some?"

Re: Chat With Your Fellow Prisoners [07/26]

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April snorted. "I wish." And even if she did, bartering would be a little difficult given that there was absolutely nothing desirable about being down here. "Sucking on your hair helps a little."

...Probably not. Maybe there would be a placebo effect?