“Where do you think you’re going?” Vi asked, walking up behind you in the cafeteria and grabbing your arm.

You two had been a thing for a few months now. She’d already been at Stillwater three years before you came along, assigned to the same cell block.

“Figured you were back in solitary..heard they gave you another beating.” You replied as she wrapped her arms around your waist, your back to her chest.

“I was…they let me out for good behavior.”