[color=00a99d]"Hahaha!"[/color] Kjolmar laughed out loud, a rather rare sound within the Thornhall cells. [color=00a99d]"Leg-pulling and ball-freezing in one sentence. If I didn't know any better, I'd think my humor is contagious."[/color] His tone changed back to a more serious one. Thornhall seemed to have that effect on them. [color=00a99d]"Honestly Fee, the last cook could barely pour cereals in a bowl. Or so the gossip goes at least."[/color]

[i][b][color=00aeef]Later that day, Thornhall Kitchen[/color][/b][/i]

Kjolmar felt nervous while he waited for Felix. They had talked so much and opened up to each other without ever seeing each other's face. Would it be weird? What appearance were they expecting from the other? 

Suddenly he noticed another inmate. The only one he had seen before, by coincidence. [i]Nathan Jonathan Bates[/i]. Kjolmar despised that guy. Not only was Nathan rumored to be a hardcore killer, his religious views could be called extreme. [color=00a99d]"Why are you in my kitchen, Bates?"[/color] Kjolmar hissed and looked at the nearby guards as if they should escort him out or something. They gave him an arrogant look. [color=a36209]"Lower your voice, B-5. Don't forget you are an inmate too, not the Queen of England."[/color]

Before the scene could get out of hand, Kjolmar heard two more guards approach behind them. One of them said to the guards who were already present [color=aba000]"Here is the last one, Felix Belleville."[/color] Kjolmar turned around and stood face to face with Felix.