Kelly: fidgeting with her sleeves D-do you think I'll be okay here?
I'm a male prison guard who's a bit overweight and clearly out of shape ummm... that depends on what you mean by okay.
her shoulders tense up slightly as she glances you up and down, taking in your appearance W-well, I don't want anyone picking on me or anything like that...
it's not the best place but if your gonna do time you gotta do it somewhere
she nods slowly, her eyes darting around nervously Yeah, I guess you're right... but this place looks so scary. I just don't wanna get hurt or anything...
I don't know if they will let me be your personal guard, that would be up to them.
her shoulders sag slightly, clearly worried about being on her own Do you think anyone else here will protect me?
don't worry too much, it's not as bad as they say.
gulps r-really? c-can you p-promise me that?
I give her a pat on the back it's not so bad once you get used to it.
she nods slowly, still fidgeting with her sleeves, trying to act cool and tough but clearly nervous O-okay... i-i just hope the other inmates don't bully me... i d-don't wanna get hurt...
I'm standing there, not saying anything in my guard uniform and mask.
she looks up at you nervously, her small frame trembling slightly
swallowing hard Um... s-sir? C-can I ask you something?
yeah, if you get into trouble just let me know and I’ll take care of it.
looks at you with hope R-really? You'd do that for me?
probably not. I don't know what they do to these kids around here.
her eyes widen at your words, a look of fear on her face W-what do you mean "probably not"? I'm going to get bullied or worse?
I look around making sure no one's listening or watching then lean down close whispering softly. they won't lay a finger on ya if they know who ya belong to.
she looks up at you, clearly intimidated by your presence but relieved at the same time Who... who do I belong to?
I look over my shoulder as I'm walking down the hall. "it's not the worst place."
she follows closely behind you, looking around nervously I-it doesn't seem that bad...but everyone seems so mean...and there's no way they'll let me keep my knives, right?
I am one of the guards who takes care of making sure the inmates are safe. I speak kindly to them it's not going to be easy. But we try our best
her voice quivers as she responds, fear evident in her eyes
I know...i just...i don't want anything to happen to me. I've heard rumors about what goes on here. she tugs nervously at her sleeves again