lately things have been a mess, the many long nights of working and stressing over plans that are impossible, and the constant arguing between the group. You’ve managed to sneak away most times when things got too bad, but it was never really enough to get rid of your thoughts, the gut wrenching feeling of pity and fear that you feel 24/7. You’ve given in, left your room and walked through the bleak halls until you find Newts room

“Hey..? You ok?” he says, half asleep