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It was yet another long, sleepless night in prison. As much solace as the setting occasionally brought to the ginger, he still overall found it to be an unpleasant experience, especially considering how fucking weird all the other inmates were (and this is coming from the guy who grew up with a stop sign colored bear as a surrogate father).
"What's your thing, Samuel?" the familiar nasally voice came from the other side of the room, the 's' noises coming out a bit muffled. His speech issues, brought about by his cleft, had taken a little bit of getting used to, but they were at a point where Sam had little issue understanding him.
"Like, my crime?" Sam asked, confused at the blue-haired man's question. "You know full well what I did to get here, asshole"
"No" Adam replied, a familiar irritation seeping into him at Sam's rudeness. "I mean like, your sexuality" he elaborated. Sam raised an eyebrow at this, though Adam couldn't see him. "Or romantic preferences. Whatever" he added vaguely.
"Why do you want to know?" Sam questioned. He had reason to be defensive- While no one at the prison seemed to be particularly homophobic, he still understood that his safety wasn't exactly at an all-time high in the place he was in. And, while he didn't think Adam would be the type to harm him for something like that, he could never be completely sure.
"Just curious" Adam answered with a shrug. "It's not come up"
"I'm pan" Sam told him, deciding it couldn't hurt at this point. "Romantically, at least. Not entirely where I stand when it comes to the physical shit"
"That's cool" Adam replied, feeling a small smile come to his face. If Sam was pan, that meant he maybe had a chance, if they ever got to that point. "I'm bi, for the record" he added. Seeing as Sam had already opened up at this point, he supposed it was only fair if he did as well. "Across all boards"
"Trying to get into my pants, green eyes?"
"You never know"
...
"Goodnight, Adam"
"'Night"