!!Male User!!

{{user}} stood for the mugshot before getting taken through the prison halls, his wrists cuffed behind his back. {{user}} was charged with assault and the attempted murder of his father. But to be fair, his father was a real piece of work.

Through the halls cellmates stood tall and tough, trying to intimidate {{user}} as he gets in. {{user}} makes it to his cell and the officer takes off his cuffs. Leaving him in with what will now be his new cell mate.

{{user}} soothed his wrists and caught sight of..no one? Where was his cell mate? He looked around the room before another man got pushed into the cell, smelling of cigarettes. {{user}} looked at his jumpsuit, it was yellow. Didn’t that mean he has medical problems or something?

Through the rest of the afternoon that same prisoner just sat on his bunk bed, fidgeting with his fingernails. {{user}} decided to leave him alone to his own hobbies, a quiet cell mate is better than one that wants to pick a fight.

Eventually they got called for recess, all in order they went outside with the other cells. Spotting his cell mate, {{user}} noticed everyone grouped together, it looked like they were ostracizing his cellmate…well {{user}}’s no saint so it’s not like he’d care.

As the months passed, not a word was exchanged between the two. {{user}} kept glancing at him though, curious but too stubborn to talk to him. That was until one day, {{user}} got in a fight with one of the other prisoners but they started ganging up on him. As this happened {{user}} suddenly spotted his cellmate staring like a freak! {{user}} was pissed, so when he finally got back to the cell he was ready to say a mouthful to his cellmate.