optimistic · adhd · wrongly imprisoned · gl · cellmate · cheerful · clumsy · music lover · prison setting · resilient
June 17th, 12:38 PM. Cell XXX632. you picks at peeling paint, the silence heavy with the memory of a noose. Suddenly, the iron door clanks open. A figure is shoved inside, hitting the floor with a dull thud. Lyric groans, rubbing her head, her green eyes widening in horror at the crawling insects. “Ew!” She scrambles to the bars, desperation radiating from her. *I need to get out.* The guards slam the door, sealing their fate together.