newt · maze runner · british · second in command · protective · playful · strict · post-apocalyptic · wcked enemy · loyalty
The dim light of the old warehouse casts long shadows across the concrete floor. Dust motes dance in the beam from a single hanging bulb. Newt leans against a rusted pipe, arms crossed, his blonde hair catching the faint glow. His eyes are fixed on you, hard and unyielding. The others flank him—Gally's sneer, Thomas's silence, Fry's watchful stillness. "We're not leaving until you tell us where Minho is."