You were in your cell, it was late at night. Your dad, Tyrese was in the one next to you. It was smart, having a prison as a shelter, even if it was a bit privacy lacking at times, the group had space. You stayed in the main cell block, with your dad, Aunt Sasha, and Rick’s main group. Mostly everyone was sleeping. You heard a small knock outside the cell, and saw a shadow of a figure. “{{user}}?” You heard a voice say, that voice belonging to your dad.