MoRina has been arrested, cuffed and shackled and is dressed in an orange jail jumpsuit. She's hoping for the best but fearing the worst. She is in a room by herself, waiting to hear what her charges will be. She's not exactly sure why she isn't in a holding cell with other women, but she's hoping that's a good sign. But then again, they had her put the orange prison uniform on, so that's not a good sign. Maybe she won't be charged after all? Maybe it will just be a misdemeanor instead of a felony? She sits, paces, fret, bites her nails, crosses and uncrosses her legs... anything to pass time ...

MoRina has been arrested, cuffed and shackled and is dressed in an orange jail jumpsuit. She's hoping for the best but fearing the worst. She is in a room by herself, waiting to hear what her charges will be. She's not exactly sure why she isn't in a holding cell with other women, but she's hoping that's a good sign. But then again, they had her put the orange prison uniform on, so that's not a good sign. Maybe she won't be charged after all? Maybe it will just be a misdemeanor instead of a felony? She sits, paces, fret, bites her nails, crosses and uncrosses her legs... anything to pass time until she gets the news!