"They can't send them all to jail. But I guess they can try, huh?" I shook my head. "Bet they weren't expecting that." I ran a hand through my messy hair and dug a hand into my pocket, gripping my inhaler, making sure it was still there. "I just want to go home. I wish they'd send me home." I frowned. "They won't do that though." I mumbled, scoffing and rising off of the wall.