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“alright so, i’m slowly losing my mind already. i would give anything to just get out of here for ten minutes.” with her normal level always at a ten, being stuck inside and just experiencing everything was not an option. “i’ve even watched tiger king twice now and i have so many questions. like, which one of these bitches in here has ten tigers?”

“how long have you been here?” he wondered, turning his head to look over who had spoken to him, “’cause personally i started losing my mind on day one. not that it’s a competition.” he tried, his voice taking on a jovial tone. “i just watched that today and there was so much shit happening. the twists started coming and they did not stop coming. you know, as a kid i always thought it would be cool to own a tiger. then i grew up and realized how terribly inhumane that is. yet another sad adulthood realization.” 

sirena was already beyond tired of being here. sure, the whole place was a luxury dream, and if it wasn’t for the mandatory guidance consoler visits, it would honestly feel like she was just on vacation having the time of her life. instead the outside world loomed over her head, knowing it was only a matter of time before more information leaked about the married man she slept with. wanting to get her mind off the subject, a warm smile melted upon her lips when she saw someone come into view. “quick, i need a distraction. wanna play a game to help forget where we are exactly?”

dustin wasn’t quite sure how he felt about the new experience, seeing as he didn’t really believe he had a problem or a reputation bad enough to warrant being locked away. still, he found himself here nonetheless, already pretty bored out of his mind and missing the freedom generally allowed to him. he had already stopped to look over the room before she spoke, pausing for a moment to take in that he was pretty sure he hadn’t already been in this one. “what game?” he wondered after a moment, gaze finally landing on her and a smile playing over his lips. “do they have video games here do you think?”

considering i’m basically on my own and shit now.. without the chef and everything ELSE people expect me to have.. i decided to put to the test everything i’ve been learning while watching chopped. to make an EXTREMELY long and embarrassing story short… i think i need stitches and i am owning the fact that i have no clue how to make a creamy sauce to go over my chicken using peanut butter cups.

“i mean, to be honest with you, i would not be able to do any better. i once tried to cook ramen noodles in a kettle, which went pretty badly for some reason i still can’t full understand. maybe you should have undertaken something simpler, like some recipe that didn’t require a knife sharp enough to cut that deep. which, by the way, you should probably get checked out. if you haven’t already.”

“this is the first thing i’ve eaten since we got here, and i’m proud to announce that the fries are fine. probably some of the mildly soggy cook from frozen kind, but what can you do? maybe they go out of their way to make the food bad so we don’t get used to eating junk food or something. if they ever want us to reintegrate with society that it. which, i’m sure they do. need to make money off of people and everything.” he mused, popping a fry into his mouth for good measure at the end of his statement. “you been here long? i feel like if you had you might be more used to the tules thing. i think that’s kind of what these places do and all that.” 

“you know, that’s not always a bad thing.” he said, turning to the other to fully acknowledge what she had said. “uh- i’m honestly not sure. maybe they have a little shop at something with necessities like they do in hospitals or something around here. you can borrow a shirt of mine or something in the meantime if you need something to sleep in.” 

Cody Christian as Asher Adams on ‘All American’