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columbiner4life:


Richard’s Girls
Richard was brought out chained and wearing baggy, jail issue light blue pants and short sleeved shirt. On the starchy jail-house diet and with no activity, he’d gained a good 20 pounds. His face was fuller and he seemed to have aged in the months he’d been incarcerated.
For Richard, jail was very difficult. He was a hyperactive person who had always moved around on the outside. Now he was locked in a six-by-eight foor cell twenty four hours a day and hated every second of it.
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Richard’s eyes sought out his girls.
As he spotted them he’d nod, giving them obvious thrills. His eyes then moved to the reporters and newsmen. He snarled at them and curled his lips, not shy about showing his disdain for them.
“Trematodes [worms]” He mumbled and saw down at the deference table, long and lanky sand very annoyed. 

Goddamn he’s attractive.

columbiner4life:

Richard’s Girls

Richard was brought out chained and wearing baggy, jail issue light blue pants and short sleeved shirt. On the starchy jail-house diet and with no activity, he’d gained a good 20 pounds. His face was fuller and he seemed to have aged in the months he’d been incarcerated.

For Richard, jail was very difficult. He was a hyperactive person who had always moved around on the outside. Now he was locked in a six-by-eight foor cell twenty four hours a day and hated every second of it.

Richard’s eyes sought out his girls.

As he spotted them he’d nod, giving them obvious thrills. His eyes then moved to the reporters and newsmen. He snarled at them and curled his lips, not shy about showing his disdain for them.

“Trematodes [worms]” He mumbled and saw down at the deference table, long and lanky sand very annoyed. 

Goddamn he’s attractive.