[center][h3][color=00aeef]Evangaline "Evie" Clark[/color][/h3][/center]
Sitting there, Evie would continue to stare at Hannah while she wrote random things in her notebook. [color=00aeef]"What are you writing in there," [/color]she asked. 
[color=ec008c]"Oh nothing. Just some notes about you for James to review."[/color]
Evangaline let out a cold hard laugh.[color=00aeef]"There's nothing to write. I haven't spoke."[/color]
[color=ec008c]"And that... is exactly what I am writing."[/color]
[color=00aeef]"What's the point. Look lady, you're wasting your time here. I'm not not going to talk to you no matter how much you try to get me to, so just go ahead and get your little happy ass out of my room.[/color]
[color=ec008c]"Feisty much?" [/color]
[color=00aeef]"I'm not feisty, I just don't like you. If you were smart enough to realize it, there is a difference."[/color] Evie continued to sit on her bed, swinging her charm on her necklace from side to side. 

[center][h3][color=00a99d]Doctor Alva Jay Zolkin[/color][/h3][/center]
Feeling the need to roll her eyes at the mans comment, Alva restrained herself from doing so. [color=00a99d]"How about this, Kazlov. We can make a compromise, perhaps? I stay on this side of the cell, you on that side and we can speak to each other through the wall. After all, I think you've had enough restrains and taseings for today. The only catch that's included is that you must talk to me today."[/color]
Alva hopped it would work, no matter how stubborn the old man was. Standing outside the door, she would see guards and patients walking up and down the halls. But then again, who cared about them? Alva's main concentration was on Kazlov.


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