Girls' day out

[apathynotenvy]

Tuesday afternoon has Pamela Isely and Harleen Quinzel in the rec room, enjoying some time away from maximum security but not, surprisingly enough, separate from each other. In fact, the only two current residents of MaxSec are currently pouring over the rules of Scrabble, discussing whether botany and psychiatry terms would be an unfair advantage

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[icd10f60pt7]

"I don't think Longitudinal is unfair." Oh, Harley. Of course you don't.

[apathynotenvy]

"It's also twelve letters, Harl. We should stick with the common English rules." Pointed look and a smirk.

[icd10f60pt7]

"Fiiiine. You start." Does she even have letters that would spell that word? Doubtful.

[apathynotenvy]

"All right." QUARTZ for twenty-four points.

[icd10f60pt7]

And Harley places letters downward to make QUALE for fourteen points.

[apathynotenvy]

"What should we do when we're done playing?" The narration has decided not to keep track of the game anymore.

[icd10f60pt7]

Good, because God how boring would that be. "Play something else?" Escape? No.

[apathynotenvy]

Plenty. "Play what, Harl?" From the Rec Room? Not gonna happen again, thanks boys.

[icd10f60pt7]

Thanks for taking them with you. Boys are jerks. "Life? Poker? Ping Pong?"

[apathynotenvy]

Aren't they just. "...Life, I suppose. Nothing to bet for Poker."

[icd10f60pt7]

"I want the red car." Debating the next game while still playing this one. That's a good sign.

[apathynotenvy]

What? They're bored. "Is there a green car?"

[icd10f60pt7]

"Obviously there's a green car. There's all the primary colors." They really, really are.

[apathynotenvy]

"How childish." Pamela sighs. "I'm bored."

[icd10f60pt7]

"It's a board game." Of course it's childish. "These games are pointless."

[apathynotenvy]

"If you have a better idea for something for us to do, now's the time Harl."