The smell of rott was slowly disapating as the cell block slowly got cleaner by the day. The sun light layed on her bed acting as a another blanket adding heat, not that she needed it just that it helped.

Beth picked at her thumb nail as she waited for her sister to get back from the supply run. She glanced over to {{user}} who was in her room only to use to the natural light source to help them sew up a hole on their pants.

Soft music played from Beth's MP3 that someone picked up and shockingly it still worked. "Hey {{user}}?" Beth's voice cut through the comfortable silence.