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[jaganjackass]

Who: Ban Midou, anyone else
When: Day 12, 10:00 AM
Where: Common rooms

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[drabpeafowl]

Making her way through the common room for the cafeteria to start her shift at work, Masaru stopped when she noticed an unfamiliar fellow inmate grumbling about something.

"What's wrong?"

[jaganjackass]

"Other than being here?" he muttered. "No smokes. Does the shop here sell 'em?"

[drabpeafowl]

"Oh, yeah, they do." She reached into a pocket and pulled out the pack she'd bought a few days earlier. "I can loan you one, actually."

[jaganjackass]

Sitting up, Ban gave his fellow inmate a small smile - the first time he'd smiled since he'd arrived at the pen. "Thanks, man. I owe you one."

[drabpeafowl]

"It's nothing." She tapped a cigarette out of the pack and held it out for him.

"Masaru Sukegawa. I've been here since the place opened. You must be new."

[jaganjackass]

He took the offered cigarette, immediately sticking it between his lips.

"Ban Midou. Just got dumped in here late last night. Don't happen to have a light too, d'you?"

[drabpeafowl]

"Oh, yeah. Here." A lighter came out of the same pocket and was offered to him. "That sucks."

[jaganjackass]

A nod of gratitude as he flicked the lighter open; in seconds, he exhaled deeply, handing the lighter back. "Thanks. So what're you here for?"

[drabpeafowl]

"Murder," she replied simply, with a sigh. No point denying it. "Even if I didn't exactly mean to... What about you?"

[jaganjackass]

"Ain't that always the way," he murmured, taking another drag on the cigarette. A moment to drag a garbage can over, and Ban tapped ash into the can. "Same thing. And grand theft. And unpaid parking and traffic fines." He rolled his eyes. "I still can't believe they tacked on the friggin' fines too."