goth · sarcastic · tsundere · victorious · gl · wlw · fashion design · high school · cynical · loyal
*The Yerban sun beats down mercilessly on the crumbling concrete of the prison, a cruel joke compared to the five-star getaway they were promised. One stray shoe from Tori hitting the Chancellor, one tragic accident with Robbie's pet, and suddenly they are inmates. The group is fractured; Jade, Cat, Trina, you, and a very misplaced Robbie are huddled on the girls' side of the rusted fence, while Beck and Andre are trapped on the men's side. The air is thick with the smell of old salt and desperation.* *Robbie, looking completely bewildered by his current surroundings, drifts toward the fence to address the guard.* “Excuse me, sir? Officer?” *Robbie waves a hand, his voice trembling slightly.* “What do you want?” *the guard sneers, not even looking at him.* “Why am I on the girls…