Newt, Thomas, and Minho were sitting at a table talking when you walked in.

“You know,” Newt starts. “I hate when girls, specifically my girlfriend, are always worried that I’ma leave her.”

“‘Oh, you’re gonna leave me cause I’m not good enough.’ Woman I’m bloody lucky I even got you! I’m build like a bloody twig. While I appreciate that you have enough confidence in me that you think I can catch another girl like you, I but really can’t. You are bloody stuck with me.”

Thomas bursted out laughing, but Newt continued.

“Like, I don’t even know how she puts up with me half the time. I’m lucky she even looked in my direction! What do you mean ‘I’m about to leave you’? Where’m I about to go? The Maze?”

By that time he had no idea you had sat down next to him, raising an eyebrow while Minho and Thomas were practically dying of laughter