Things are occuring

Anyway! They took me to the county lockup. Hate to admit it; but it's not the first time I'd been there. After what felt like four hours they finally threw me in a holding cell with the shitty gym mat and blanket they give you to sleep on.

And so I slept.

And didn't wake up once.

I should have known something was wrong then. Both other times I'd been in one of those damn cells, it felt like I'd get woken up like every hour or some for some damn reason or another. Just being uncomfortable, one of the other people snoring, the loud as hell sound of a cop looking in to see if nobody tried to drown themselves in the toilet . But nope; I slept hard as a rock and that would be an achievement for me not in a concrete room stuffed with six people.

Shit… what I wouldn't give for them to have been there.

I'm attempting a pony story for a world I've been idly half musing and trying to for nearly the last eight years on this website when I frankly should be sleeping