When Beckie sat around the house, she sat around the house. One time I was on the post, and when I was there, you had to lift up the covers and check that people didn't have shoes on or other things to "split" with stashed under their sheets. So many people ran away that people were only allowed to wear t-shirts and underwear to bed, even if they were old enough to sign out (Elan's way of being assholes yet again). Beckie liked not to wear underwear to bed, and it made me want to throw up. I refused to check her as nightwoman and I said that she was able to sign out anyways, so why should I check her. They told me I had to, but I did't and just pretended that I did, and booked her for psychologically scarring me for life. Then she tried to get in my face when I complained and that I should use "discretion" and I told her that I was getting pulled out shortly, so I'll do what I want.
