(Trosh, you’re Trent Boyett!!)

It was another day in prison, and it sucked. Damn the prison guard for not letting him have toilet paper.

Anyways, Josh was simply sitting on the stiff bed, swinging his legs absentmindedly. It was just a typical prison day. Wake up early, get food, take a nap, the usual. And he was rather bored.

He perked up slightly as he heard the main doors to the cells open. A visitor. He had a pretty good idea of who it was.

Trent Boyett. He’d been recently released from a maximum security juvenile place. And word spread like wild fire. The other inmates were talking about him.

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“Now, just be careful around Josh. He’s a bit of a troubled one.”

The officer warned, before letting Trent in to go visit Josh. He opened the heavy metal door, and shut it once Trent went in.

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Josh kept up his usual unnerving smile, turning to face Trent.

“Tell me, what are you doing here?”

Josh asked, using the usual fake unnerving voice. He was curious as to what the kid would want, considering they never met before.