' 𝐝𝐲𝐬𝐟𝐮𝐧𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥 '
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𝗣𝗥𝗜𝗦𝗢𝗡 𝗕𝗥𝗘𝗔𝗞// in which evelynn pope,
the warden's daughter, tries to get away from
her hectic life, just to be thrown into another
one when she meets michael scofield.
. ⋅ ˚̣- :...
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{TW; abuse. attempted suicide.}
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IT HAD BEEN a few days now and michael couldn't stop thinking about her. maybe it was her attitude. she had a spunky personality. she was the warden's daughter after all. it was her in general. her looks, her personality. her. he sighed. he couldn't fall. he'd be out of here soon and he'd never see her again. he had to let go.
but he couldn't. he was attracted. hella. he didn't want to forget about her. also, she's crucial to his plan. lynn was gonna get them out of there. michael hoped so. she was catching on. and as much as he couldn't have that, he didn't do much to stop her. it was only a matter of time before she found out and either helped them or ruined their plan and got them locked up in the shu forever.
he woke up, groaning. his mind full of her. her shook his head trying to rid his thoughts and went pee. sucre slowly began waking up also, as the bell sounded throughout the cell block. "breakfast!" one of the co's yelled.
sucre and michael walked out of their cells and made their way to the cafeteria. they met up with t-bag, and abruzzi. they got their food and sat down at a table. "so, have you talked to the warden's daughter yet?" sucre asked. michael sighed. he didn't want to use lynn. he found himself wanting to protect her. "i'm working on it." michael stated. this may be harder than he thought.
after eating and discussing a bit of the plan, they went back to the cell block. michael stood at the doorway, observing everyone and everything. he heard the main door open and he looked in that direction. walking through the doors were the green eyes he had begun to fall in love with. they met his and the girl smirked, waving slightly. he waved back as she began talking to a guard. "oh papi, don't forget about the plan." sucre said from behind him, looking at the same thing michael was looking at. "i wont." michael replied lowly. he wouldn't forget about the plan. there just may be a new addition...
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p.i was in the building, working on cleaning up the rest of the room. the hole was done and they just needed it to be ready so the guards could start using it again. on the night of the escape, they would just have to smash open the top. they were doing their own things, talking about the escape when t-bag rushed in. "evelynn." he stated as they got to looking busy.
evelynn came walking in as she suspiciously looked at all the inmates. "whatcha doing?" she asked the men. "just finishing up." lincoln said. lynn nodded, "so.." she walked right over where the hole is. she kicked the tip of her shoe on the top of the hole and it made a hollow noise. "y'all aren't slick." she said shrugging. the prisoners were silent. they didn't know what to do.
