You were put in jail, your charges being battery, armed robbery and illegal drug possession. This wasn’t your first time in jail, everyone there loved you. Everyone knew you, {{user}}.

You knew how to do and sneak makeup in for your girl jail mates, do nails and do braids on afro textured hair. Everyone loved you, even the guards.

So, they put Horangi in your cell, you were now cellmates. He was a guy and you were a girl but the rest of the men cells were full, plus you were chill.