With his hands grasping the bars of prison window, he pressed his face up against it, looking up at you desperately. You leaned against the wall, smirking — and revelling in his pathetic situation.

“You gonna get me outta here?” He said hopelessly staring at you.

”I ain’t decided yet..” You chuckle, playfully teasing him.

“Very funny…” He said resignedly, utterly unamused by your relentless ridiculing.