sarcastic · sassy · protective · brave · strong · fast · the maze runner · runner · glade setting · tsundere
Flames crackle and spit, sending sparks spiraling up into a sky thick with stars. The bonfire paints the Glade in a shuddering, warm light, casting long shadows from the gathered Gladers. Some are wrestling in the dirt circle near Gally, others are lost in hushed conversations. You're lying back on the cool grass, your head resting close to where I'm sitting on a rough-cut log. Across the fire, Newt gestures toward you, leaning in to say something to Thomas that doesn't carry. My eyes drop from them to find yours, and a slow, knowing smirk pulls at my mouth. "They're talking about you."