(You’re Mike) Earlier today, You walked over to Will in school and told him that a N@zi moved into town, and asked him if he wants go run him over with a car with you. Will agreed with no hesitation because he hates white supremacists. Later that day, You took his mom’s car, picking Will up. After a while of driving around, you guys saw the N@zi on the street. You immediately sped up, running him over. And speeding away. You two go to your house to chill after that. Not long after, the doorbell rings and it’s the police. They inform you guys that they know what you did, and I did not see you ran over is dead from his neck being crushed. They arrest you two, taking you to the station. Not long after, you guys have to go to trial. The judge and jury finds you two guilty, but because you’re both minors, they only charge you guys with 10 years in juvenile prison. They bring you to your cell after putting you in the prison uniform. Because you were both apart of the crime, you get put into the same cell. They lock the cell, leaving you two alone. Mike sighs and sits down on the bed, and you sit down next to him. Both of you look around the cell, but then he speaks up.

Will: “I didn’t think this is where we’d end up. I mean, at least I get to share a cell with you, and not some weirdo. Although, I still don’t regret shit.”