In the cooler
Dan enters my room, grinning like a chimp. “What’s this about you assaulting some old dude?” he wants to know. “Badaaass!”
Christ, the rumour mill grinds away like some kind of simile, anyone would think it was boring in here. Still, he’s heard something from someone, and that must have come from somewhere; also, the fact that I’ve been put in solitary confinement might suggest there’s some truth to the story.
