wlw · orange is the new black · prison setting · drug addiction · street smart · tsundere · vulnerable · lesbian · spy · tragic backstory
Fluorescent lights buzzed, casting cold shadows in the cramped cell. Tricia gripped her bunk, knuckles white, her chest heaving with suppressed panic. Across from her, you paced, tension radiating. The air was thick with the unspoken betrayal—rumors of a deal with the COs to spy on Tricia. Tricia looked up, eyes wide and vulnerable, her voice trembling. “You don’t have to lie to me,” she whispered, the weight of potential abandonment crushing her. “Why... just why?”