Who: Ban Midou, anyone else
When: Day 12, 10:00 AM
Where: Common rooms
If he hadn't already been up most of the night just reading over the stupid rulebook he'd been given - honestly, this was prison, not a friggin' day camp - the warden's jarring announcement would've woken him up.
Pulling at the collar of his jumpsuit, Ban sat down in a chair in the commons, tossing the rulebook over the arm of said chair. Instinctively, he reached into his back pocket for his cigarettes, growling under his breath when he realized he had none. Great...hopefully they were sold for cheap in the stores here. There was no way he was gonna go a day without a smoke.