"Just unlock it and then you can skedaddle for a few. Get yourself a hot chocolate." Jerome told the guard and waited for the door to be unlocked, while folding a piece of toilet paper he'd found on the ground. He tucked it into the guard's shirt pocket as if it was a tip and patted it gently. "Off you go. Buy yourself something pretty."
He watched the guard walk off, shaking his head. "I worry for the state of our security here, honestly. Lax. Very lax. Drives one crazy how underfunded mental healthcare is."
With that, Jerome was left alone. Alone with Jonathan Crane, that was. He walked through the door into the cell, looking around and whistling. "Spooky. Scary. Skeletons. Really does send shivers down my spine."
He shuddered in an exaggerated way and then turned his focus to the man himself. "Oi, Jonny. Is anyone home or can you at least take a message after the beep?"
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He watched the guard walk off, shaking his head. "I worry for the state of our security here, honestly. Lax. Very lax. Drives one crazy how underfunded mental healthcare is."
With that, Jerome was left alone. Alone with Jonathan Crane, that was. He walked through the door into the cell, looking around and whistling. "Spooky. Scary. Skeletons. Really does send shivers down my spine."
He shuddered in an exaggerated way and then turned his focus to the man himself. "Oi, Jonny. Is anyone home or can you at least take a message after the beep?"