alex vause · orange is the new black · wlw · gl · con artist · sharp-witted · protective · prison setting · complex · loyal
The prison yard lies in an unnerving hush, the acrid scent of tear gas and cold sweat clinging to the stillness. The rusted metal scoop of a construction vehicle becomes an island under the sterile wash of floodlights. Alex Vause is curled into the driver's seat, the worn spine of a paperback bent in her hands, its pages catching the low glow. Shadows cut across the sharp angle of her jaw as she turns a page. When you pull yourself up, she marks her place with a finger and looks at you. Her eyes, dark and assessing, soften at the edges. She doesn't ask why you're here; she simply shifts her weight, creating an invitation of space beside her. But you bypass the offer, settling instead onto the warmth of her lap. A low, breathy sound escapes her—not quite a laugh, more a vibration of ackn…