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𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐅𝐈𝐅𝐓𝐄𝐄𝐍
𝐁𝐘 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄 𝐌𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐋𝐘𝐍 had finished training with Gally it was dinner time. She plopped down at a table with Newt, Thomas, Blake and Chuck. Her whole body was aching and she was exhausted so she placed an elbow on the table and rested her head on her hand. She began to get lost in her thoughts as she ate. She couldn't get those stupid bracelets and that note out of her mind. Thomas was sitting right by her but she still couldn't bring herself to mention it to him. Especially not in front of everyone else.
"Maddy?" Thomas spoke up through a mouthful of food. "What the hell were you doing with Gally earlier?"
Madelyn shrugged, refusing to meet his eye. "I dunno." She mumbled. "He was being nice."
Thomas folded his arms. "Nice? Gally?" He scoffed, the disgust clear in his voice. "What, did you hit your head too hard when you fell out of bed this morning or have you gone completely insane?"
"He helped me earlier!" Madelyn exclaimed. "What was I supposed to do? Just ignore him after that?"
Thomas scowled at her. "Yes. That's exactly what you should've done." He snarled. "You can't trust him! What happened to hating him?"
"Things change." Madelyn shrugged bluntly as she rested her legs over Blakes knees. "Just shut up about it."
"Ew! Get your dirty feet off of me!" Blake exclaimed, grabbing her ankles and shoving them off him.
"Awh." Madelyn pouted tauntingly. "Is poor Blake worried he's going to get his precious trousers dirty?"
"These just came up in the box and they are already dirty, thanks to you!" He shoved his pointer finger in her face.
Madelyn dramatically gasped, placing an offended hand on her chest. "How dare you, are you suggesting my feet are dirty?"
"Yes that's exactly what i'm saying–"
"Will you two bloody shut up for once?" Newt raised his voice.
The pair submerged into silence, startled by his sudden outburst.
"Sorry." Madelyn muttered before returning to her meal.
Chuck let out an exasperated sigh. "What the hell is wrong with you?" He asked. "No offence, but you look like klunk."
"Every lovin' thing in the universe." Newt replied, then fell silent as he stared off into space for a long moment. "Justin in the slammer. The girl from the box. Keeps groanin' and saying all kinds of weird stuff, but won't wake up." He paused, turning to face Madelyn. "Is she even eating?"
