© ELECTRICAL SHOP.

@ᴵ ᴶ Lee Sungkyung Grabs the rag and tosses it to the ground and gets up and starts walking, hyunseung was starting to get angry, but tried to hold it in. "Well who's job is to be a ing janitor... " Shakes head and he whispers "..." to himself. Then he takes out a cigarette and starts smoking it by lighting his cigarette with a lighter.

@ᴵ Jang Hyunseung Sungkyung didn't like his answer. In fact she damn near threw down the rag to attack him. "Then you should be cleaning this up. I'm not your goddamn maid. My job or not. So did you make this mess or didn't you?" She asked again, pausing in her scrubbing to wait for his answer.

@ᴵ ᴶ Lee Sungkyung Hyunseung was watching the Inmate clean the oil with rags. Shakes his head closing his eyes, just relaxing but not sleeping, as the Inmate ask him the question, he sighs and says, "And what if I did?" Opens his eyes and stares at you.

@ᴵ Jang Hyunseung (Sorry for the late reply.)

As soon lunch is over Sungkyung is called to clean up a mess in the electrical shop. Apparantly some asshat spilled something on the floor, so she has to be the one to clean it up. Great. She wheeled the mop and bucket to the her destination and noticed the mess as soon as she walked in. "Oil? Really? The is this." Even better. Oil is not something that's easy to clean up. It'll take her awhile. She grabbed some rags and got on the floor to wipe up as much as she can when she felt someone looking at her. She looked up and saw an inmate sitting down. "Were you the that made this mess?"

@ᴵ ᴶ Lee Sungkyung As it was lunchtime, he was walking around after he had ate, he walked to the commissary and went to the vending machine and paid $1 for some snickers. He put it in his pocket, and since lunchtime was over, he had to go back to work, as he was working, an inmate spilled oil all over the floor, meaning a inmate from janitorial had to clean it, so now its a early break and it will be a long one. So he got on a table and sat down. And watched an inmate from janitorial walk in.

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@Kim Jongin Kristen's initial reaction to having her arms grabbed was one of panic, she wasn't used to physical contact so it was understandable that it had caught her off guard when the other inmate had taken hold of her. For a few moments, the girl kept her eyes cast down at the table while trying to regain her composure, when she was having an episode it was almost as though she were a different person, her mind wasn't in the right place... and snapping out of that often proved to be a lot harder than most imagined.

As time passed, her laboured breathing began to regulate, she stopped struggling to pull her arms away from the other's grip and soon enough, Kristen felt as though she was almost herself again. "I'm fine...I'm fine." The inmate often repeated her words, mainly because she felt as though she needed to convince herself as much as the other person that her own words were indeed the truth.

For the first time since she'd entered the room, Kristen allowed herself to make eye contact with the male in front of her, studying him and his expression in hopes it would help her figure out if he had any hidden intentions. Who was to say he wasn't out to get her just like everyone else was? No one. After all, just like Kristen herself, he was a criminal...and criminals weren't to be trusted. "I'm sorry if I distracted you from your work." Her tone wasn't exactly welcoming, but it wasn't unfriendly either...the last thing she wanted was for him to think she was vulnerable, an easy target if you will, so she kept herself as emotionless as possible.

@Ⓘ Kristen Stewart It was time to report for work, and off to the electrical shop Jongin goes. Grabbing his prison coat, the blonde haired male draped it over his shoulders as he entered the shop. There he sees a familiar face, though they have yet to speak to each other. It was simpler if they'd just pretend that they didn't see each other. Jongin wasn't much of a talker.

He grabbed a broken lamp and proceeded to trade his chips for tools at the counter that was needed to fix the object. It was Jongin's twelfth lamp, so he had gotten the hang of things. Working quietly on his bench, Jongin hummed softly to himself as he proceeded to fix it. He clenched his jaw slightly at the sound of the inmate behind him, her voice quiet but loud enough for him to hear. It annoyed him slightly because it didn't allow him to fully focus on his job. He just wants to get things done, and get back to his bunk.

Her sudden change of tone made Jongin turn behind to look at her curiously, and his eyes widened as he watched the other struggle, pulling her hair as though she was suffering. Leaving his bench, Jongin rushed to her side and pulled her hands away so that she couldn't hurt herself, his voice worried. "Hey, hey hey... what's wrong?"

@Kim Jongin Fixing things had never been Kristen's forte, she'd always been much better at breaking things, whether that was on purpose or not, but here she was, attempting to fix a broken prison lamp. It had proved to be even more fiddly than she had expected, wires here there and everywhere, and for someone with Kristen's lack of patience and short attention span, fiddly was never a good thing.
There was another inmate in the room with her, a male around her age who appeared to be working a lot more productively, but so far the two of them had kept to themselves, the only chatter coming from Kristen when she would mumble back to the voices in her head. Socialising had always been a problem for Kristen, she wasn't the type who could just walk up to someone and start talking, making friends was unheard-of for her and being in prison had done nothing to change that. She kept to herself wherever possible, partly because she was worried she would only hurt people if they got close to her.
After at least 10 minutes of aimlessly moving wires around, the girl had begun to grow rather irritated by both the task itself and the running commentary that was taking place with her own mind. "Shut up, shut the up." The inmate muttered to herself, moving her hands to grip her hair, her eyes clamped tightly shut, desperately hoping she would be able to catch a break for just a few moments.