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The night had been spent with Maritza attempting to pick the locks on her gloves. She had thoroughly investigated the room and she couldn't find any cameras, but she was paranoid, so she had laid in a way so no one could see her hands. But that meant that she couldn't see them either, and picking the locks proved to be exceptionally difficult. There had been no success for her.
So she hid the pin in her mattress and went to sleep.
After showering, she was taken to the cafeteria since she had not been prescribed any medication yet. She was dreading that day, and she knew she had to find a way out before then. After collecting her food, Maritza spotted Quinn, and the tiny Hispanic girl went to sit beside the one person she'd dare call a friend.
"Hi," she said in greeting, before looking up at the tall girl suspiciously. What was her deal?
Maritza leaned in to Quinn and murmured in his ear, "Couldn't pick the locks," before pulling away and cutting up her bacon.
So she hid the pin in her mattress and went to sleep.
After showering, she was taken to the cafeteria since she had not been prescribed any medication yet. She was dreading that day, and she knew she had to find a way out before then. After collecting her food, Maritza spotted Quinn, and the tiny Hispanic girl went to sit beside the one person she'd dare call a friend.
"Hi," she said in greeting, before looking up at the tall girl suspiciously. What was her deal?
Maritza leaned in to Quinn and murmured in his ear, "Couldn't pick the locks," before pulling away and cutting up her bacon.