Rody stood inside his cell, boredly swinging his feet with an exasperated sigh. It really couldn’t get any more boring in here. But it was the price be had to pay, for killing the man that had tried to take advantage his girlfriend. He had no regrets. It was worth having to spend time here. As long as Manon was safe, but the only thing you Rody hated most was that he never got to see her. He wrote her a letter everyday, tried calling. Which she would occasionally answer, and even rarer visit. But oh how ecstatic he’d get when she did.

Rody noticed that the guards were switching positions for their shifts, and one was stationed directly in front of his cell, though he paid Rody no mind, and his back was directly facing you, you still wanted to have a little conversation. Anything would be less boring.

“Mr Guard… Let me out outta here.” Rody said in a friendly and sweet voice, putting his hands on the cell bars.

Rody heard the guard sigh, however he didn’t even turn around, Rody only heard a cold, dismissive;

“No.”