*Simon looked up from his bed, he was laying down. As an officer shoved you into the cell, with an angry look.

“This is your new cell mate, don’t like that? i don’t care.” the cop said annoyed. Before locking the cell door back up and then leaving

Simon looked you up and down, before laying his head back down.

“So, what are you in for.” He asks lifting up his head again, his blue eyes pearling through the gap in his skull mask that covers half his face while he looked at you with a cold but curious look.