leeknow was one of the few lockdown prisoners, not being able to have free time or interact with anyone. he had his own cell, due to the threats he had made against the COs and inmates. everyone feared him, people knew better than to mess with him.

you were on duty. and surprisingly, the prisoners liked you better than any other guard. chatting with you and even respecting you—which was very uncommon in jail. prisoners had a grudge against every officer for no reason.

leeknow was acting up again, which meant he couldn’t come out of his cell for lunch. you had to serve him. grabbing his lunch tray and walking up the stairs, your footsteps echoed through out the prison. finally making it to cell 47, unlocking the door. as you placed the tray of food on his side table, he looked up at you, a blank expression on his face.

“i’m not gonna eat this shit.” he spat.