you absolutely despised interviews. they were never interesting enough for you.

growing up as Briggs' daughter, you didn't really have any past traumas or killers who were out to get you. thus, interviews at the prison sucked.

"Michael, pleaseeeeeeeeee" you whine, face buried in the duvet that covered michael's messily made bed. you had tried convincing him to do the interviews for you....but he wanted to enjoy his day off.

"no!" he laughs, shaking his head as his eyes stayed trained on his phone screen.