IC: Forret (janitor) swept under Mongo's chair anyway, not even hearing what any other inmates were saying, and continued to sweep around the room. Once he had finished, he headed out and towards the Laundry room, broom in hand.
Rallin couldn't abide the foul meat stew any longer, and left it on the table as he stood up and left the cafeteria. He headed for the courtyard, and sat down on a bench once he reached it. Soon becoming bored due to his abnormally short attention span, he began to carve his name into the bench with his sharpened shiv.
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