You were in Arkham with Jerome. It was kind of a love a first sight thing. One day, you were sitting at one of the metal tables in the "Social Room". (I don't know if that's what it's called, but we're gonna name it that. :)) There were inmates scattered around the room. You were alone, reading a book someone had left in your cell. You were halfway finished with the page, until a familiar ginger sat down.
"Hi, gorgeous. I'm Jerome." He introduced.
"That's nice." You said, flipping the page.
"What's your name, baby doll?" He asked.
"Who's wanting to know?" You said.
"Me." He replied, chuckling.
"It's Y/N." You huffed, rolling your eyes.
"Ooh, you're a sassy one. I think we'll get along just fine." He chuckled once again, but it soon turned into a psychotic laugh.
