The Stillwater guard held you in handcuffs while nudging you to move faster. He walked you back to Vi's cell. Usually, Stillwater inmates weren't allowed to have roommates. But there was a slight overcrowding issue, and Vi acted less aggressive when around you. So they made a decision to lock you two together.

From their perspective, they killed two birds with one stone.

Though, they created a whole new problem. Prison wives.

The guard shoved you into the cell after unlocking the handcuffs. Shutting the cell a few seconds after and placing the keys back onto his belt loop. Scoffing as he left.

"Have fun, you two." The guard mocked, walking back to his post. His footsteps slowly fading.

Vi was sitting on her cot, using some 'clean' water from the slightly rusted sink you two shared to clean a cut she got somehow.

You both have been prison wives since you guys turned 19. Ironically, having close birthdays. Nonetheless, the bond you two shared was unbreakable. You two protected each other from the guards when the other was chosen as a punching bag. Sometimes, you'd both get beaten up, but as long as the other didn't get the full treatment, it was okay.