Bastille | DNF

[DNF Prison!AU]

"New roomie, how great." The man spoke with deep sarcasm, voice rough as if unused. "Haven't had one in a while." He stood up, easily towering over George. He was built, definitely very strong, but didn't look too bulky. His face was as serious as was his voice and posture. If this guy decided to rock his shit, George knew he was screwed.

He greatly hesitated before asking, but then decided it's in his best interest to get to know his new cellmate.

"W-why, what happened to the last one?" He tried his best to sound casual and absolutely not frightened to death, but his voice came out a little choked up.

"Well, let's just say we had our disagreements." Oh.

"Wait, they let you change cellmates?"
"Why, you trynna run off already?" He felt his heart drop, even after realizing this was probably this guy's idea of a joke. George wasn't sure if he should laugh it off or remain quiet. "'Course they don't. What do you think this is, summer camp?"

or

DNF Prison!AU where George needs help chasing off what seems to be every horny bastard in the prison and he ends up accidentally roping his new cellmate into helping him.