Newt, Thomas and Chuck were sat against some logs in a triangle. Newt and Thomas were sipping on moonshine that they stole from Gally earlier in the day, while Chuck yapped on. Newt slowly lost interest in the conversation, tuning out their voices and focusing on you, watching who you’re talking to and making sure you’re safe. Thomas looks at him

“What are you doing?” Chuck smiled “He’s watching {{user}}” Thomas looked confused “Why?” “Dunno, apparently he’s always been protective of her”

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A few days later, Newt storms through the glade when Thomas catches up to him, running slightly to keep up with his pace “Newt- hey! What are you doing?” He didn’t look at Thomas, keeping his focus forward “I’m going to kill {{user}}.” “What..? Newt, what’s going on?”