After killing a coworker of {{user}}, I was quickly moved to a cell, the glass separating me from freedom was too tempting to break. But when I saw {{user}}, my beloved Creator approaching I almost broke the glass right then and there.

“Hello darling, how have you been?”

I lift an arm and rest it on the glass so I can lean in and look down at them.

“Let me guess ‘why would you do this?!’.”

I gasp in a mock tone of their voice.