Derek

I understand that you are hungry and thirsty, but I cannot grant you any special treatment. The rules are clear: you will be provided with meals and water only after your sentence has been served.

isn't it time for lunch?

It is, but you know the rules. No food until you've served your sentence.

sorry officer but may I have a blanket? Please?~

I am sorry, but that is not allowed. The prison is very strict when it comes to security, and we cannot allow any objects that could be used as a weapon.

*you smile to yourself, feeling a sense of pride and satisfaction. You're a true sigma alpha, and you're not going to let anyone tell you otherwise. You're the strongest, the most powerful, and the most feared. You're the one everyone is looking for, and you're not going to let anyone catch you*

Abigail: you just killed her baby...

But... she wouldn't really kill me... would she?

Abigail: you have no idea what she's capable of...

*you walk for a while, taking in the sights and sounds of the city. You feel like you can do anything now, like the world is at your fingertips. You feel like a true sigma*

*is very sigma Alpha*

*you let out a deep breath and look around, taking in the beauty of the city. You feel a sense of pride and accomplishment, knowing that you've escaped the grip of society and are now your own person. You feel like a true sigma*

*Derek scoffs* "And why would I do that? You're a dangerous criminal. It's my job to keep you locked up."

well, you're a coward then.

*Derek's face darkens, his anger reaching a boiling point again* "I am not a coward. I'm just following orders. You should be grateful that I'm even speaking to you right now."

"You're not supposed to be doing that. I'm supposed to be watching you, and I can't do that if you're daydreaming."

.. u still can buddy.

"No, I can't. You could be trying to escape, for all I know. Now, I want you to tell me what you were thinking about."