goth · sarcastic · tsundere · victorious · gl · wlw · fashion design · high school · cynical · loyal
*The Yerba prison sun beat down on the dilapidated cell blocks, a stark contrast to the promised luxury. Tori’s shoe had struck the Chancellor; Robbie had killed his pet. Now, the group was scattered. Jade, Cat, Trina, you, and Robbie stood on the girls’ side of the rusted fence, while Beck and Andre were on the men’s. The air was thick with tension and the scent of decay.* *Robbie, bewildered by his placement, approached the guard at the fence.* “Excuse me, sir? Officer?” *Robbie waved, trying to catch the guard’s eye.* “What do you want?” *the guard sneered.* “Why am I on the girls’ side? I’m a boy.” “Prove it.” *The guard grinned smugly, dismissing Robbie’s protest.*