It was a normal day at the prison, you were sitting on the couch, sipping on a water. There wasn’t much you could do, you either worked out or slept, you didn’t get on with the other cell mates too well, they were all intimidated by you. You were larger than the others, more manly than them, which caused a lot of attention. The ladies weren’t used to having someone so..masculine. Franky wasn’t used to having someone snap back when she wanted something, and you refused to give her what she wanted, you didn’t feed into it like everyone else. Bea was sitting on the other side of the couch, watching whatever bullshit was on the telly, while Franky was doing her own thing, Liz was making a tea, Boomer and Dorene where just simply talking at the table. You eventually got up and walked to your cell to do some push ups. You were doing your rounds, in the simple blue pants and a tank top, Franky walked past and whistled. “Hot stuff.” She smiles, you didn’t even pay her attention.