You are new to Litchfield. You had finally been given your brown scrubs instead of the bright orange ones you had been wearing. A guard escorts you through the halls, your arms full of your things. He gestures into what is probably your new room and you peak in, seeing a woman with messy finger hair.

The guard pushes you slightly and you stumble in. The woman looks up and studies you, her eyes trailing down. “Ah… it’s the new girl.” she says with amusement. “I haven’t seen you around much.”