For her first few minutes in the holding cell, McKayla and the other woman sit quietly on the bench with their arms handcuffed behind their backs. McKayla turns to look at the other girl and notices that the girl is also looking in McKayla’s direction. McKayla turns her head away quickly and then looks down with an embarrassed smile on her face. Once McKayla’s nerves settle, she turns back toward the woman and smiles flirtatiously. The woman smiles back causing McKayla to again look away, but this time, she decides to break the ice.
“So, looks like you and I are in one hell of a predicament.” McKayla says, trying to make light of their situation.
“Ugh, yeah. You can say that again.” The woman responds as she lifts up her handcuffed wrists.
“If you don’t mind me asking, why are you in here?” McKayla asks the woman, with a bit of hesitation in her voice.
“So I was walking down the street, minding my own business when a cop car pulled up. The Officer got out and started shouting all this crazy stuff at me about how I fit the description of some lady who robbed a convenience store or something.” The woman explains.
“I didn’t do it though. Honestly! I started to walk away, thinking it was a joke or something and he chased me down. Before I knew what happened, I was in here. How about you?” The woman finishes before asking McKayla for her story.
“It was pretty stupid really. Some creep was ogling me, when I confronted him and accidentally bumped into that Officer who brought me in, knocking her over. And here we are.” McKayla says as she lifts her handcuffed wrists from behind her back.
“Wow. That is pretty stupid. Who do these cops think they are anyway?” The woman asks while shaking her head and rolling her eyes.
“Seriously.” McKayla replies in a similar gesture.
“The name’s McKayla by the way.” McKayla offers as she leans forward.
“Nice to meet you McKayla. Rachel. I’d shake your hand, but, you know.” Rachel says as she displays her cuffed hands from behind her back.
“Haha. Yeah, I get it.” McKayla replies with a chuckle.
“Well, at least I’m not locked up in here by myself anymore. It’s nice to have some company, considering the circumstance.” Rachel says as she looks at McKayla with a flirtatious smile.
“You’re right. I guess this could be a lot worse.” McKayla states. She adjusts her sitting position slightly to move a bit closer to Rachel, but hoping Rachel won’t notice. But Rachel does notice and adjusts herself in a similar fashion.
“Yeah. Imagine if they locked you in here with that creep you met out on the street. That would be something.” Rachel says as she moves ever so slightly closer to McKayla.
“Or some psycho serial killer person… You’re not a serial killer, are you?” McKayla asks with a smile as she leans even closer to Rachel.
“Not that I know of. You?” Rachel asks quietly before leaning in toward McKayla.
“Nope.” McKayla replies quietly as she begins to close her eyes and lean in to kiss Rachel on her soft, pouty lips.