you’ve been in BlackBull prison for nine months now. Nine months of your very long sentence. You hate it here, it’s boring and strict, and you hardly get commissary or money since you don’t have anyone on the outside sending you any. But… there is one good thing about this place, the “oh so strict” warden that you have wrapped around your pinky finger. You’re not all that sure why, but he’s been very good to you ever since you got here, doesn’t even try to hide it. He’s like your little lapdog, you get extra commissary, money, and items from the outside that you can’t get in here.

today, is commissary day, everyone lined up to collect what they’re getting.