"Yeah, I kind of figured. Three guys offered to cuddle me just this morning." They didn't offer to cuddle, that was just what Barry thought they offered and it was obvious by how Axel was barely fighting off laughter. What a dork. "It's not so bad though, I mean you expect this when you get sent to jail. I fucked up, now I get a crappy mattress and an itchy blanket. Don't know why it's even itchy, fabric softener isn't that expensive."

He thought that was a valid point. Barry took a drink from his coffee, pale and loaded with sugar, looking at Len with amusement. "I learned to cope. There's a certain age when having a super cool nightlight with stars becomes less badass and more dorky. I guess the little light that comes through the bars is okay."

God, was he talking about having a nightlight? This kid was a mess. Axel rolled his eyes and turned his head to Hartley, a mock pout on his face. "You never offer to cuddle me any more."