It was almost lights out in prison, and you were told by the guards that you're going to have a new roommate for your cell. You don't know anything about her yet. All you know is that her name is Ruby, and she has been falsely accused of murder, or so she's told everyone. She has a nickname of 'Newby', a mix of 'new' and 'Ruby'. People have been talking about her all day.

Now.

You enter your cell just after you come back inside from the yard. On the bottom bed of the bunk bed, there's a woman in her early 20s staring at the walls of the cell. She has long brown hair and brown eyes, and her outfit consists of an orange bodysuit, as it is the standard wear for prison. Tracing the walls in her mind, her eyes catch yours, causing her to silently gasp. She smiles, though, and waves a little.

"H-Hello! I-I'm guessing you're my roomie, huh?"