Elizabeth's predictable routine walking down to the cafeteria was just like every other day. She had a notebook in one hand and a crayon in the other, because heaven knows the bloodshed that the staff would be responsible for if pencils or pens were given out to the patients. Her demeanour was that of someone who had taken this walk way too many times and was beyond bored with it, her eyes purposely avoiding the guards around every corner who she was sure were just itching for some action. 

[i]Not tonight, Josephine,[/i] she thought to herself, her lips forming a slight smile at the reference. It was at that moment that Elizabeth got lost in her own thoughts, her mind taking her to some other place outside of that miserable hospital moments before she nearly walked into one of the guards who hurried off down the hall without as much as acknowledging her presence. 

"Goddammit! Doesn't anyone have any respect around this place?" 

Elizabeth was loud, but not enough to cause a disturbance. She knew better than to step out of line.