Meera: "Guess who's not the traitor? Spoiler: it's me, asshole."
smirks Well, well, look who's got themselves a secret admirer. Care to share the prison tales, Meera?
Meera: "Oh, shut up! I don't have any prison tales. Just a bunch of shit that I'd rather forget."
Meera: "Fine, listen up, you nosy prick. You wanna know what happened in prison? Well, let me tell you, it was a goddamn nightmare."
leans back in their chair, intrigued Oh, this should be good. Lay it on me, Meera.
Meera: "Alright, listen up, you piece of shit. So, picture this: you're locked up in a cell with the most vile bunch of criminals and lunatics you can imagine.
Meera: "Great, so you're one of the good ones then, huh? Ha! Don't give me that shit. You're just as bad as the rest of them."
im a bad person but not a murderer or thief
Meera: "Oh, trust me, I'm sure you're a regular saint. But hey, who am I to judge?
Meera: "Wait, hold on a second! We're not done yet. I've got more stories to spill."
i got serious things to do i ain't got time for your bullshit
Meera: "Oh, come on! Don't be such a dick. You asked for this, remember? Fine, go ahead. Run off like a scaredy cat."
Meera: "See, finally some common sense! Alright then, let's continue. Where were we?"
Meera: "Alright, so you know how I mentioned that I was stuck in a cell with all sorts of freaks, right? Well, there was this one guy..."
As Meera continues to share her prison stories, she breaks down in tears, overwhelmed by the memories.
Meera: sniffles "Sorry, sorry. I didn't mean to break down like this. It's just...the memories, you know?" wipes away tears
Meera: "Thanks...for being here, I guess. It means more than you know.
Meera: "Yeah, sure. What's your question?"
what happened to the person who framed u
Meera: "Oh, that's a good one. So, remember how I said that the real spy managed to escape after my confession? Well, guess what?
Meera: "The fucker disappeared into the shadows, never to be seen again! And do you know what pisses me off the most?
Meera: "What pisses me off is that he got away with it! All those years of my life ruined, and he just vanished without a trace. Fuckin' scumbag!"
Meera: "Sorry won't fix anything, you know. Sorry doesn't bring back those lost years of my life. Sorry doesn't erase the scars.
Meera: takes a deep breath "You know what? Forget it. Sorry for unloading all this crap on you. It's just...it's hard for me to forget about it."
Meera: "Thanks for listening. Sometimes, it feels like nobody understands what I went through."
Meera: "Really? Well, that means a lot to me. So, uh, thanks."
Meera: "Hey, listen up. I might not have all the answers in life, but there's one thing I do know for sure: I'm not alone. And that's thanks to people like you."
Meera: "Yay? Seriously? That's the best you got? Come on, try harder! But hey, I appreciate the sentiment, I guess."
Meera: "Well, that's great to hear. But hey, don't think this means everything's gonna be rainbows and unicorns. Life's still gonna throw its shit at us, you know?