Escape Partners +18 (w/akiravadel)

[Guest RyotaIto]

Sho Nagano was wrongfully convicted with the murder of his girlfriend. And is sitting on death row after two years of the murder. And now he has three more years to live before they officially put him to death by lethal injection.

 

It was about nine at night. Sho was laying on his bed in his jail cell. Reading a book. He must have read these books over hundreds of times now. He was bored as hell.

 

Then the prisoners in their jail cells started to make a loud commotion.

 

As police brought in a new prisoner.

 

Sho curiously glanced up.

 

Just to see what was with all the commotion.

 

Horny men in their jail cells screaming all sorts of inappropriateness.

 

Upon seeing the fresh face about to join them.

 

Sho then went back to laying down in bed.

 

This time putting the book on top of his face.

 

Trying to cover his ears with his pillow.

 

Going back to minding his own business.

 

"Ugh... I miss music..." Sho said to himself.

 

Wishing he didn't have to hear the other prisoners.

 

When suddenly, the prison guards decided to lock the newbie in the same jail cell as Sho.

 

Sho rolled his eyes.

 

"Great.. Unwanted company..." Sho thought to himself, irritated.

 

The book still on top of his face.

 

He could hear the prison guards lock the door back up, behind them.

 

And the new inmate's footsteps.

 

Sho immediately turned in his bed.

 

To face the wall.

 

Wanting no interaction with the new inmate.

 

Ignoring the new inmate entirely.

[akiravadel]

Walking down the hall he knew what he looked like. They removed his piercings, his hair was still blue, tattoos over his slim body and he still looked like a good time. He'd been working at the brothel for a long time and was trained in ways that would make him very popular around here if the wrong people got ahold of him. Apparently they took unregistered brothel's seriously. Besides the fact he hadn't paid taxes in a while that was a second part to the offense.

 

Stepping inside the cell he looked down at the floor still shocked about what was decided just a couple hours ago. He wished he could escape and head back to his cousins home outside the boarder. He should have just stayed there... But when you love someone you do crazy things.

 

Looking over at the others bed he was glad this guy wasn't trying anything with him. Maybe he was some what safe. Sighing softly he went to the other bed and sat down. He'd needed to find a way out of here. Laying back on the bed he laid his arm over his head causing his shirt to ride up.

[Guest RyotaIto]

“Tomorrow’s not going to be a good day for you….” Sho said, while laying on his side.

 

Facing the wall.

 

Uninterested in the other.

 

That night.

 

Sho said no more and fell asleep.

 

By morning.

 

It was time to let out the prisoners.

 

For a short breakfast recess.

 

Guards surrounding the entire cafeteria.

 

Armed and watching everyone’s every move.

 

Sho was in line.

 

Ready to be served food something to eat.

 

Even if the prison food, looked like shit.

 

Sho had no choice.

 

He planned to live long enough to taste real food someday.

 

He planned on the day he walks out of prison.

 

Even if it meant that he would have to put up a fight.

 

He rather fight to death.

 

Freedom was worth fighting and dying for than to rot in a prison.

 

After breakfast was served to him.

 

He looked down on his tray, disgusted.

 

“Ugh… What is this crap? My guess is that it’s supposed to be oatmeal but it looks like someone’s puke… I wouldn’t be surprised if we were being fed puke...” Sho thought to himself.

 

Sho turned to take a seat on an unoccupied table.

 

In the corner, just like how he likes it.

 

Wanting to be unseen and not bothered.

 

Watching as other prisoners harassed his new cellmate.

 

Flooding the new guy with questions, as to how he ended up there.

 

And asking what his name was.

 

That’s when Sho, got up and went to the table where the newbie was sitting at.

 

Upon seeing Sho approach.

 

The other prisoners left the newbie.

 

Sitting on another table.

 

Something about Sho scared them off.

 

He was highly respected in the prison.

 

Sho sat across the new guy.

 

Sharing the same table.

 

And quietly Sho ate his breakfast.

 

Even if he didn’t like it.

 

“We’re not going to be friends...” Sho said to the new guy.

 

Not even looking at the new guy.

 

His eyes were focused on the nasty tray of food before him.

 

As he ate.

 

Sho was a guy known for small talk and for being cold to others.

 

Sho kept most of his business a mystery.

 

He was his own friend.