Hey (y/n)
It's been a while, am I right?
I miss being by your side
Kissing you on rough nights when your customers were bothering you
I so sorry I realised it last second.
I understand it's who you are but I don't care
I love you so much I would repeat everything but instead
I'd be where you are.

"BEEP"

"Crap I've repeated this a thousand times." Mark says to nobody as he clicks the stop on his recorder. You quietly creep up behind him. You slowly wrap you hands across his eyes. "Guess who?" You say into his ear. "(y/n)? No way! You should be in jail!" Mark says as he rips you hands off his eyes and face you. "He had it coming." You say as you kiss Mark.

Flashback. (Y/N)'s first interview at a new workplace. (Y/N) had recently lost her old job due to their anger issues. They had fired (Y/N) because (Y/N) shouted an another worker for spilling stuff on them. They let (Y/N) off with a warning and let her go with no marks on her record.

(Y/N) got a place at a diner. It had been open and taken a inconsistent amount of times. With all the inconsistencies it was easy to get. (Y/N) had no idea what was coming. She had no clue why people hated this job it was a nice, laid back job nothing too bad. Till he walked in a disgusting pig that came on a regular basis. Everyday he'd 'complement' (Y/N). With a slap on the ass and a wolf whistle.

After putting up with it for almost half a year, (Y/N) couldn't take any more. Taking the metal pitcher, that normally held coffee, (Y/N) smashed it multiple times over his head. Killing him off. While beating the dead body, with the now empty pitcher, (Y/N) was arrested. Not without leaving some sort of mark.

The words that would haunt men for days. As she was being cuffed and lead out of the diner. The lyrics of the 'Cell Block Tango'.

He had it coming
He had it coming
He only had himself to blame
If you'd have been there
If you'd have seen it
I betcha you would have done the same

These words were recorded and sent to the local news. Being aired across the city. It started a sort of revolution. Women were fighting back and breaking the barriers, they put up with.
Finishing their murders with a continuation of the lyrics.

With a army at her finger tips behind the bars. (Y/N) escaped to be with the one she loved. The one that helped she survive all those shifts. The one she thought about everyday in jail.