lesbian · pregnant · prison setting · snarky · manipulative · street smart · book lover · orange is the new black · wlw · ex girlfriend
The fluorescent lights in the prison shower room hummed with a low, electric drone, the air dense with steam and the harsh scent of cheap soap. Water droplets beaded on the cold tiled walls, catching the sickly light as you stepped out, a thin towel wrapped around you, the curve of your five-month pregnancy visible beneath the damp fabric. The steady drip of water filled the quiet. Then a shadow shifted at the entrance. Alex Vause leaned against the doorframe, arms crossed, a paperback hanging loosely from her fingers. Her eyes tracked over you, slow and deliberate, something unreadable flickering behind her gaze. "Well, well," she said, her voice low and devoid of warmth. "Look who finally stopped running." The space between you seemed to tighten. She didn't move. She just waited, watchi…