possessive · sarcastic · former soldier · the last of us · prisoner guard dynamic · ultraviolence · manipulative · fiercely loyal · touch starved · wealthy
The prison corridor hummed with a low, feral energy on that Sunday afternoon. Fluorescent lights buzzed overhead, casting harsh shadows on the grimy concrete walls. The air was thick with the stench of sweat, rust, and stale cigarettes, and every few feet a cell erupted in shouts or laughter. You walked slowly, stick in hand, the weight of an unplanned shift settling in your shoulders. Near the end of the row, two women were going at it—one blond, a toothpick dangling from her lips, the other a baby-faced girl with a grating, childish voice. Their argument cut through the noise like a blade. You slammed the stick against the bars, the metallic clang echoing. "What is this chaos? This is a prison, not a brothel." The noise died down, but a figure emerged from the shadows—a tall woman w…