☆彡 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗺𝗮𝘇𝗲 𝗿𝘂𝗻𝗻𝗲𝗿
❛ 'cause someone is out there, and they're sending out flares. ❜
FLARE | NOUN OR ADJECTIVE
a sudden brief burst of bright
flame or light, a sudden burst
of intense...
"Sorry for carin'!" He scoffed, folding his arms in a bratty way that just seemed very fitting for Minho. "I'll never ask, ever again!"
"Sure," Kennedy rolled her eyes.
"I won't!"
"You're way too dramatic, shuckface." She told him and a long huff came as a response from the boy. It was true. Minho was very dramatic, and Kennedy had gotten used to it in the time both had been in the glade together. She loved him, nonetheless. Even if his dramatics tended to get on her nerves when she was at the brunt of them. He had good intentions — Kennedy knew that, and she also appreciated it. However, sometimes she wished he would slim it, so she could keep the growing pain in her hips to herself.
After causing a moderately rambunctious scene in the food hall, it hadn't taken long for guards to escort the gladers to where they would be staying for the foreseeable. They were whisked away, fast.
