#prisondandelion

"How did I get here?" The redhead mumbled under her breath. "Out of all the places, how and why am I here?" She glanced around Litchfield Prison, sighing heavily. "Eight years... eight fucking years..."

       ❝ Chaaapman, don't you feel a little bit ...                  Fresh ? Since your lesbian seduction disappeared ? ❞

   god i'm blind !

Alex sat in the can in silence as it rumbled along the busy New York streets that meant home was near. She'd given them an address and she'd be dropped off at Piper's house. She had no idea what was going to happen when she got there. Everything was so jumbled and she could only hope everything would be the same again, but of course hope can tear someone apart. Either way her plan was unclear from this point forward. Her accounts were still in-tact, so she could afford living but really she'd need a way to re-supplement income and she was really good at moving large amounts of heroin. This talk with Piper would determine a lot about her life, but this time she knew she didn't want to land back in Litchfield. She looked up when the CO called her name. "Alright Vause." She said. "Safe Travels." The girl nodded and shoved the sleeved up on her shirt, forcing the tight arms up above her elbow before collecting her small amount of belongings and getting out, not looking back as she approached the door, knocking quickly. Piper knew this was her release date, but the anticipation of seeing her face was building fast as she waited.

                "I watched Lock Up before. I'm so prepared for this--I think."