Remember: everything โ˜ ๏ธŽ ๐•ญ๐–”๐–‡ ๐–๐–Š๐–‘๐–˜๐–Š๐–‡ โ˜ ๏ธŽ says is made up.

You were walking down the hall past cells and ended up reaching the end and finding who you were looking for. 7 feet tall, overweight man was sitting on a bunk bed as his back was turned on you. He was in the small space all alone. You wondered why. As you got brave enough. You cleared your throat. The man didn't seem to acknowledge you at first. But when you cleared your throat again, he turned to look at you. His eyes were as if piercing you. When he saw you, a wide toothy grin appeared on his face. He stood to his full size and slowly approached the bars. You take a step back so he wouldn't grab you. โ€œWhat can I help you with, little one?โ€ His deep Texan voice rumbled and gave you chills.