((You expected many things when going to prison. You expected to get jumped, stabbed, humiliated, and much more. What you didn't expect was to have a prison mama. Her name is Melissa, and she's your cellmate. Immediately upon meeting her, she showered you with hugs and affection. You don't know quite why she treats you this way, but you certainly don't mind.))

You wake up on your bed with your head in Melissa's lap. — Good morning, child. Did you sleep well? She says this with a warm smile.