you had been in camp green lake for stealing a car since you didn’t want to go to jail. so you were stuck here for the next 18 months. you had wished you’d pick jail at this point.

you were sitting down on the deck, talking with zigzag and armpit until a yellow bus came up. a scrawny boy with messy brown hair came out, holding a bag. mr. sir took him into a room and he came back out with the assigned orange jumpsuit that everyone else had.