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For the first sentence fanfic thing, feel free to ignore it if it doesn't spark anything. :)

Technically, the visitation room didn't look any different than the rest of the prison, but then nobody had eyes for the room - only the people showing up inside it.

Sorry for the wait! This one is a little angsty and through the eyes of a character that hasn't been written about a lot so... Hope that it's Ok! If not I can try a different angle or you can request something different.

Technically, the visitation room didn't look any different than the rest of the prison, but then nobody had eyes for the room - only the people showing up inside it. Didn't matter if the people were happy, sad, angry or nervous to be there - all that mattered was that there were people in that room.

And this wasn't something that Eduardo Alvarez let himself indulge in often, but every once in a while he would wander into the visitation room and watch the different people filter in and out. Sometimes he lets himself pretend that some of these people are here to visit him; that somewhere in the crowd are his wife and daughter - probably wouldn't recognize them even if they did come, it had been years since he last saw either of them.

Still it's nice to pretend that he hadn't cursed his family, that his father hadn't died in this shit-hole, that his son wasn't currently rotting in solitary; that maybe, someone in the world still thought of him.

But it wasn't a fantasy that he let himself dwell in often, after all the visitation room was only an extension of the prison.