Feliciano didn’t even struggle as the guards escorted him into the prison. He couldn’t believe he was actually here, he always had the worst luck in these things. He had just been at the wrong place at the wrong time, and now here he was… in prison. He knew that bad things were going to happen to him here. He was a weak person after all, not much one for strength in the first place.
He let out a squeak as the guards pushed him into a cell, and he looked around. Spotting his cell mate, but he didn’t say anything he just stayed up against the bars. He was just so scared, and he felt like he was going to cry.