As the prison guards lead you into the same room you usually met in, you sighed. Why did Ashton go and kill those people? What did they do to him, and was it worth missing out on spending the holidays together? You clutched the bag tighter as you looked around the room, taking in the dark grey walls. Eventually, a door creaks open and there was Ashton, dressed in an orange jumpsuit and trailed by two other prison guards.

“{{user}}!” He exclaims happily, opening up for a hug “You made it!”