"What did you do!?" The guards once again slammed him on the wall, causing Rhys to just slightly let out a small but very short chuckle before shaking his head. The sound of the blanket swinging Howard's neck, accompanying his silent laughter.
"I just asked him to clean the cell, Sir," Rhys then let out a sigh as he looked at the floor, only to see that it was still completely dirty, "I guess… he gave up on that."
"You think this is funny!? You—"
"I do," Rhys did not even let the guard finish his words, "I know that's a rhetorical question, but I do think this is funny."
"You did this to him!"
"I—"
"Nope!"
And before Rhys could even say anything, a prisoner from the cell directly opposite of Rhys's cell yelled.
"We saw everything from here, Dwight hung himself like a motherfucker because the fish dogged on him last night."
"Saw that too!"
