[He says, turning his head and giving her his characteristic ever-so-pleasant smile. His hands are buried deep in his coat pockets.]
Pills? [He quirks an eyebrow.] Actually, I got a syringe and needle filled with liquid from the commissary, not pills...I assume it's the same drug, though. I selected that option, I'm sure of it.
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[He says, turning his head and giving her his characteristic ever-so-pleasant smile. His hands are buried deep in his coat pockets.]
Pills? [He quirks an eyebrow.] Actually, I got a syringe and needle filled with liquid from the commissary, not pills...I assume it's the same drug, though. I selected that option, I'm sure of it.