Alex smiled as she walked into the chapel: it was empty, bar her ex girlfriend (who she had hooked up with the day before). “Okay, here’s some advice… when a girl does the things to you that i do, you should always act thrilled to see her”, she teased gently, reaching out to hold her shoulders. “Okay… not in the mood for banter? I withdraw my bant”, she said softly and pressed a sweet kiss to the inmate’s cheek, pulling her into a cuddle. It had been a long two days after Tricia’s suicide.