Getting into your pants

Arianna's pov.

It had been days since I'd been locked up in the prison. I guessed it had been four days without seeing the sun or taking a shower. Food was delivered to me only in the morning and at night and trust me it was nothing luxurious.

Mr. Andino was really making good his threat of punishment. It was oddly comforting to be there in silence, the other prisoners in there didn't talk much, and I wondered why. I was annoyed that I didn't escape successfully. My plan was really flawless, in my eyes that is.

The plan was to distract their attention so I asked Sofia to get me food later after Mr. Andino was gone, and she did so and left shortly after. I then pretended to be really tired and needed rest, so I requested that no one disturb me for food or any other reason. Luckily I had a lot of flimsy material in the drawers, so I tied them up to make a long rope then anchored it to the window, and made my escape.

It was going smoothly at first, a little too smoothly if you asked me s