My room was so plain.
A basic criminal's.
Bunk bed, desk and a toilet while I'm surrounded by boring walls.
"This is so not my style," I think with disgust. It's obvious on my face as well.
A hand presses against my back and I'm shoved in. "AHHHH!" I fall onto the ground with a thud.
"I'm going now. You handle the rest Shiro," Allura says.
"Yes ma'am," he replies curtly.
"Oww my ass," I hear the bars shut as I rub my wrists from where the cuffs were.
"Make yourself comfortable. Tomorrow will be a long day for you," Shiro spoke roughly. "Don't" he emphasized, "cause any trouble."
I sat on the ground, looking at my new surroundings. This really, really sucked man. I sighed, "How is my body going to handle this?" I look at my feet, "They even gave me these ugly crocs." They truly were hideous, the green not matching my orange jumpsuit in the slightest.
"You should get used to it, snowflake" someone sneers at me.
I turn to look out my bars. Across the hall from me are the Holt siblings, Matt and Pidge.
"Yo," Matt says, waving a little.
Pidge stares me down, "What do you think this is? A spa center?" She scoffs with a chuckle. "Lance McClain. Robberies of 252.3 million dollar value, smuggling assault riffles and illegal substances across the US border, bombing several casinos along the way," she smirks at me and chuckles darkly.
"Never caught, not even once."
"But suddenly," she says, her eyes burning with interest, "he turns himself in. You are not here because you truly regret your crimes, are you?"
I stare at her as she talks to me.
Planning, calculating my response.
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