[open] Rec Room
The novelty of being a patient in Arkham, it seems, is starting to wear off. At least this is the case for Harley, who is currently sitting on one of the rec room chairs with legal pad and golf-pencil. The look on her face is of utter concentration as she writes, slowly. Thoughtfully, even. As if what she's writing is one of the most important things that she has ever written in her life.
Like a letter to her lawyer or her mother.
Of course, that illusion is blown the moment someone looks over her shoulder and sees that she's playing 'MASH'. But really, who would be that nosy?
Like a letter to her lawyer or her mother.
Of course, that illusion is blown the moment someone looks over her shoulder and sees that she's playing 'MASH'. But really, who would be that nosy?