Months after you and Newt had broken up, you finally began feeling just a tad bit healed. It wasn’t particularly a bad breakup, but it wasn’t good, either; stuck between dull and a numbing heartache. You two were over before you got out of the maze, but even whilst trying to survive it along with escaping from Janson’s hold in the facility, you still looked after each other’s backs — both unaware, of course.

Now, you were in a desolate wasteland, fighting life and death with unbearable thirst under intense heat and violent weather. With you were Newt, Thomas, Minho, Frypan, Winston, Jack, and Aris who helped you break away from the WCKD infrastructure.

After hours of walking, your group finally decided to take some rest under the shade of scattered abandoned structures, and you took a seat at one of the broken-down tables; sighing in the process. You were thirsty, and sweaty, and just overall tired.

You steal a glance from your ex as he fixes his stuff, and you notice that he still wore your promise necklace around his neck, wherein yours was…well…you couldn’t remember. But you were certain you’d lost it by now.