Prolongue

unknown pov

"This wall really screams "prison" don't you think?" I said my thoughts out loud while gesturing towards the dull gray brick walls.

"Lady what are you saying? are you crazy?" the fat man said in a deep voice while frowning. ' Is he trying to look scary? but more to the point..'

" Great just our luck to be stuck with a crazie, like the whole prison experience wasn't enough?" whoops I seemed to have said that aloud.

"Lady seriously are you alright? you're scaring me." the fat man said again while slowly inching backwards. 'really I think the fat man should stop whining, by the way why is it called inching backwards, why not metering backwards? Using inches makes my head spin.'

"Oh pish posh fat man. Stop being a baby." I repremided him and rolled my eyes for good measure to make sure I fully express how ridiculous he was being. "The room isn't that bad though the covers could use a wash and I might need some extra pillows for the night, oh wait silly me, I won't be spending the night." 'if all goes as planned.'