It's interesting to see how other people write their stories. Here is another bit
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Chapter 6: Morning Shift
Rook stretched and gave a small yawn. He headed to the cafeteria with the other blue cappers. Some of the blue cappers were rubbing their face masks and holding their tentacles sleepily.
Rook stood in the line for food. When he reached the service bar he picked up a Scrab leg and a bottle of McArt. He sat down at one of the metal tables. It was fairly quiet down here so far. Another blue capper came down the stairs and picked up some food. He headed to Rook and sat next to him. The capper said "Morning", Rook smiled, replying "Morning".
The capper started unwrapping his food. "So, what's your name? I haven't seen you here before". Rook nodded, "I'm new here. My name is Rook, please to meet you". He held out his hand.
"My name is Queck. Good to meet you as well", he returned the favour and shook the rookie's hand. "I've been a blue capper for a few weeks now. Listen, you've got to watch out for 'Scraper', he's a vicious inmate who's been here for a very long time. He won't listen to blue cappers at all, so make sure you never confront him. He's got a really bad attitude problem". Rook nodded, "I'll try and look out for him". He took a swig of his drink.