A Huge, Tattooed Inmate Took the New Girl’s Donut, Poured Ice-Cold Water Over Her Head, and Laughed—But She Had No Idea Who the Frail-Looking Woman Really Was

Then she heard laughter coming closer.

Tasha was walking toward her with her two friends.

Maya glanced up but continued eating.

Tasha stopped several feet away and looked down at her.

“That looks good.”

Maya didn’t answer.

Tasha moved closer.

“I said that looks good.”

Maya finally looked at her.

“It is.”

One of Tasha’s friends laughed.

Tasha’s mouth slowly twisted into a smirk.

“Give it to me.”

Maya lowered the donut slightly.

“No.”

The women around them immediately became quieter.

Nobody usually told Tasha no.

For a moment, even she looked surprised.

Then she laughed.

“You serious?”

“I’m eating it.”

Tasha stepped forward and snatched the donut directly out of Maya’s hand.

“There. Problem solved.”

Her friends burst out laughing.

Maya slowly got to her feet.

Despite how thin she was, she didn’t step away this time.

“Give it back.”

Tasha looked at the donut, then at Maya.

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