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Monday couldn’t come fast enough.

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KNOX

SINNERS AND SAINTS GROUP CHAT

Ryker: Who the fuck added “Inmate #I-Can’t-Remember-His-Number” to this group chat????

Axel: Oops. I meant to add him to MY chat and Contacts.

Axel: Don’t forget to hide the phone up your ass, Knox. High enough to bend over and spread ’em for a body search. *Smirking emoji*

Blake: Do NOT do that. The phone would become medically lodged and require surgery.

Me: Axel, you fucking idiot. I told you NOT to tell them I got this phone!

Ryker: Are you fucking kidding me right now?

Ryker: Knox. Get rid of the phone. NOW.

Axel: Relax, Dad. This isn’t his first rodeo. *Eye roll emoji*

Ryker: Axel, are you a moron? Wait. Let me rephrase. Obviously, you’re a moron. You’re the KING of all morons. Do you NOT care about getting Knox into trouble?

Axel: Just for that, I’m putting “King” in my Instagram bio for sneaking him that phone. *Crown emoji*

Blake: Axel, you realize you just admitted to smuggling contraband into a federal prison. In writing. In a group chat.

Axel: …

Axel: I plead the Fifth.

Ryker: That’s not how that works.

Axel: Objection.

Ryker: THAT’S NOT HOW THAT WORKS EITHER.

Me: Can you two shut the fuck up? You’re draining my battery.

Jace: How did you even get the phone in there?

Axel: It actually wasn’t his ass, if that’s what you’re thinking.

Blake: I wasn’t. But now I am. Thanks for that. *Eye roll emoji*

Ryker: I’ve told you. REPEATEDLY. Cell phones are against policy. He could get in serious trouble. Parole boards do not smile upon prisoners who violate the rules.

Axel: “Smile upon”? What are you, a Victorian lawyer?

Ryker: Knox, do you have NO desire to get out of fucking prison?

Me: Bold question to ask a man who’s been in a cage for fourteen years.

Axel: Ooooh. Dark.

Ryker: You know what? If no one listens to my legal advice, why am I giving it? Why do I even bother?