You think I'm psycho, you think I'm gone, tell the psychiatrist something is wrong.
On her way back to her room from a physical check Lisa stops in her tracks upon seeing a new face getting Jenna's famous tour through the facility. She squints her eyes as she watch the two stroll through the hall, and when Polly passes her Lisa grabs her. "Hey Torch. Who's that with Jen?", she asks. "I think he's the new boy." Polly replies, and like Lisa she follows the two with her eyes for a moment. Lisa already figured he must be a new patient.. he doesn't look tough enough to be a warden. "Someone new to play with, Torch." Lisa then says, patting the woman's shoulder. Needless to say, her definition of playing is a lot different than Polly's.
She decides to get closer, having done this a hundred times before she knows to keep enough distance and not make it look so obvious. Else the nurses will see her and know what she's up to. She watches from a distance how the two disappear into one of the many empty bedrooms and minutes later, only Jenna comes out. "Hey Jen! How are you?" She asks when Jenna passes her, playing it casual. Jenna takes a second to reply. "I'm good Lisa, thank you.", she says but doesn't stop going on about her way. "Good.. good.." Lisa mutters, her smile disappearing once Jenna passed her and, once she was out of sight, Lisa sprinted towards the room she just saw them go in.
She slips inside, shutting the door behind her quickly and grabbing the nearest chair to put it underneath the handle, all in a very quick and swift movement, like she's done this a million times before. "Howdy!!" She says, looking over at the confused and maybe even startled face that was staring back at her. Lisa cocks her head as she takes you in. Maybe you don't look so tough but you're still a sight for sore eyes. "What's your name?" she asks, closing in on you. She's been told she can be quite.. intrusive.. She reaches for the bag that's on your bed and pulls it towards her. "Whatcha got in there?" she adds before she starts digging through your stuff. "Clothes.. clothes.. where are your cigarettes?"
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I don't mind! I'm changing her previous/currently section so haven't made up a story yet. So, do you have any ideas?