Sitting back to settle in for storytime, Toby took another drag before starting in. "Prisoner #98K514, Chris Keller. Felony murder, two counts attempted murder, assault with a deadly weapon, robbery, yadda yadda. 'Lawyer in me, sorry. He..." Toby shruged, taking a smaller puff. "I have no idea what the fuck you wanna know. He came to Em City- the part of Oz where we lived, yes, love the literary jokes, I know- a year after I got there, give or take. I was his 'sponsor'- supposed to show him around and shit. Did my part to keep him safe from the Aryan fuckheads, only to find out he was working for their leader trying to kill me. Not quite the classic romance novel, but somehow, we fell in love," The sarcasm in hsi voice was palpable, as he reached in his pocket to pull out a flask, taking a drink. Smoking always made him ridiculously thirsty.
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