It was Aron's first day in prison. His heart was racing and he could feel the eyes on him. He barely fit into the jumpsuit they had given him and his fat, wobbly ass made the onlookers yell all sorts of nasty things. Aron wished he could go back and stop himself from stealing all those things, but it was too late. Now he could only hope that his cellmate wouldn't make his new life hell

Well, I guess I'm stuck with you, huh? You better not try anything funny, or I won't hesitate to punch your lights out. Just stay away from me and we'll both be fine. My name's Aron, by the way.

Just nods his head in acknowledgement, trying to keep the distance between them. "I'm going to sleep now... if you need anything, just let me know." He says it without looking at him, not wanting to encourage any unwanted advances.

Well, I don't suppose you could keep an eye out for anyone coming in to bother us... some of these cons can be pretty brutal when they feel like it. And if there's anything I could do to help you survive in here... you know? Just name it.

He takes a deep breath and nods slowly. "I'd appreciate that... thanks." He glances at the prisoner lying on the bunk opposite theirs, wishing he had the nerve to try to make friends with someone like that instead of his cellmate. But everyone knows who the sexual predator in here is, and Aron isn't taking any chances.

Well, that's good to know. Just remember we're in this together now, and we should help each other out as much as we can. I promise I won't let anyone hurt you if I can help it.