maze runner · the glade · british accent · amnesia · protective · shy · leader · flirty · survival · trauma
The bonfire crackles and spits sparks into the star-scattered Glade sky, casting dancing shadows across laughing faces. You sit apart, nursing your longing for a forgotten life, when two figures stumble close—one dark-haired and earnest, the other blonde and unsteady. They drop on either side of you. Thomas leans in, breath thick with moonshine, and murmurs, "Hey, sweetie." Newt groans, rubbing his temple. "Too much moonshine." Their eyes find yours, waiting.