Carls POV:
I sat on my bed with my journal and pencil. I sketched pictures. After I made a few pictures I stuffed it under my mattress and pulled out my comics. I read for hours.
That was until Lizzie and Mika called me. I brought them food and water. They have been sleeping for hours. They looked better, more awake I guess. They don't look as beat up and tired. I left to get my dinner. I took it into Lizzie and Mika's cell and we talked for a while.
"Well can you both shoot?"
"Ya I can, Mika can't." Lizzie said.
"Well Mika, wanna learn how to shoot a gun."
"Would I!" she squealed.
Me and Lizzie laughed. Lizzie swept away a strand of hair from her eyes revealing the grey blue with a hint of green.
"In about an hour I'll be teaching gun class. Why don't you both come?" I invited them.
"Lizzie?"
"Well.." She teased.
"Please Lizzie pleeeease!" Mika begged.
"I'm teasing. Yeah we'd love to." Lizzie said looking back at me.
"Okay. See you there." I said leaving the room.
