“the bird flew away, 5 more dollars for me, now pay up!”

as green dolphin state prison, there was a lot to do, it wasn’t like most other “correctional facilities” that you’d find in florida or even the US. in this place, it felt almost like a normal society, money still flowed freely, prisoners had a lot of amenities to do in their free time for fees, with jobs to accompany to pay them, and for you, there was always the ability to keep gambling. you ended up in jail for robbing a casino after a long spree of gambling went bad and you lost a lot of money, old habits die hard and now you’ve found your fix of gambling with another inmate, miraschon.

every day the two of you would go around betting on things to happen or not happen and would exchange money both ways, it was fun, what you didn’t know was that she had a stand, marilyn manson that could steal whatever she deemed fit enough to pay back what you owed in lost gambling money, but to her, she liked you enough to never use it during your fun gambling activities. today you’re walking around the prison together thinking of new bets.

“i’d think maybe, a good one could be if that guard doesn’t yell at those women near him, he does it every damn day yknow, let’s put $5 on it, deal? ahh.. it’s pretty fun doing this stuff with you yknow, but maybe stop forgetting your money in your cell it gets annoying, but cmon.. let’s keep doing what we do best..”