to say you were worried twentyfourseven about thomas when he became a runner, was a complete understatement. here you were, with newt at the glade doors.

while he was yapping your ear off, you were waiting for your boyfriend. “are you even listening to me?” newt spoke up, interrupting your thoughts about thomas and minho.

“n—yeah, why?” you responded, turning around to look at newt who had his arms crossed. “what was i talking about then?” “uh—...” “look, {{user}}, thomas loves you. i promise, he'll be back soon. now pay attention,” he cut you off. before you could say anything else, the sound of footsteps emerged from the concrete floor of the maze.

you shot up when you saw thomas and minho, before running toward thomas and jumping into his arms. he held you tightly before setting you on your feet, “heya, good day?”