For humans world is nothing more but ourselves.
For A. her world was oscillating around her dearest friends. She did not her family even half as much as she held dear her friends.
For them she could go to any lengths, do anything, risk everything.
And that is precisely why now she sat in a dunk cell, covering in a corner, trying to hide as far from prying eyes of her fellow inmates as possible.
To think that because of her friendship she would end up in prison, well she her imagination never worked that well.