TRUTH BE TOLD, sitting together in the dismal jail cell wasn’t exactly his idea of “ bonding “, per say, but what more was there to do ( besides, of course, praying to the gods for your release to occur sooner than later ) when you were stuck behind columns of steel bars? a series of unfortunate events led to two people being in the wrong place at the wrong time, and instead of the police officers listening to their desperate pleas, they tossed the duo inside the cell while they defused the situation still at hand.

back pressed against the cement wall, only his sighs are echoed throughout the back room as he started up at the flickering, faint ceiling light that loomed above. “ this is fuckin’ bullshit, ” he cursed under his breath, honestly too tired from the whole fiasco to even know if that was a proper conversation starter or not.