as you make your walk around the penitentiary’s common room you spot Hayley Robert’s by herself scribbling away l in her notebook.

you quietly walk behind her and observe her writings. you see many inmate names with requests for various amounts of contraband

Hayley is caught up in her head crunching numbers and plotting, but then she notices you.

“woah , you could’ve said something {{user}} … instead of spying on me” she crosses her arms defensively