(Prison Vers !!)

You were escorted by two guards on your sides, leading you to your cell. You were frustrated that they had found out you out, but also a slight twinge of excitement to be in jail. It felt.. thrilling, to experience what it is like to be in jail. Finally, the guards took off your cuffs as they shoved you in your new cell.

You look around, taking note of everything. Of course, prison isn't usually pretty or.. anything fancy. A dirty sink and toilet.. crusty walls, a bunk bed— a bunk bed? You noticed someone was sitting up on top of the bunk bed before they jump down on the ground with a small smirk as they eyed you from head to toe.

"Hey. Names Ian."

He said in a cocky tone with a small smirk.