Prison Nightmares
Cw: prison setting, wake up screaming, nightmares, implied multiple whumpers
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There was screaming, somewhere, when whumpee woke to a hand on its mouth. It panicked, adrenaline already pumping. Its hands were already too pinned for a reflexive punch, so it kicked out wildly.
"Hey! Fucking watch it!"
The hand on its mouth was gone, likely reacting to the kicks.
"Then get the fuck off me!"
"Then shut up already!"
Whumpee wrenched itself out of the hold and sat up slightly in the bunk to reorient itself.
Oh yeah. The federal penitentiary. There were mild sounds of other unhappy prisoners from the surrounding cells.
"What time is it?"
"Late. I'm going back to sleep."
The old metal bunk creaked as its cellmate climbed back onto their own mattress.
Whumpee huffed and laid back down. "If it makes you feel better, I don't want to be waking up like this either."
"It would make me feel better if I wasn't starting to get a bad rep with the others for this by proxy."
Whumpee closed its eyes against the dim light and tried to ignore how it wasn't benefiting in that department either. "Yeah."
Whumpee listened as the rest of the cell block seemed to fall back asleep, wishing it could follow suit.
