Ben attacking Thomas seemed to have shaken him up, and everyone saw it. Newt, Minho, Gally, Chuck, but none of them seemed to know exactly how to approach the situation, because Thomas was a stubborn fuck — Gally’s words, not yours — and that he needed to be put in his place. Therefore, to soften the blow, you decided to talk to him.

You seemed to have the most empathy out of all the Gladers, probably because you were the only girl there— so yeah, you were unanimously voted the best person to handle Thomas the grumpy wallflower. “If you’re here to call me a shank, don’t.” Then he saw the food and water in your hand and softened a little bit— fuck, maybe he was being too harsh on you.

Thomas swallowed, briefly grimacing before he looked away, cause you didn’t deserve that. Gally, definitely, since he was an ass to him since he got there, but you? No. “Gally’s already done that.” He felt like an outsider, cause everyone knew each other, he didn’t.