Chapter Twenty-Four - Bandages

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I shoot upright as soon as I wake up, eager to start the day ahead. I can't wait for Enzo to get his greenie, I hope they're nice, or at least tolerable since they'll most likely be sitting with us for a while.

I head over to the kitchen, thankful that I was able to have a lie in today, even though it made yesterday all the more exhausting. Fry was positioned at the serving stand, handing everyone the typical morning bowls.

"Morning Fry."

"Morning n/n, enjoy your lie-in?"

"Hell yes. I should do that more often."

I slipped past him into the kitchen, too overwhelmed with excitement to eat a full meal. I snatch up one of my favourite little bars and a lollipop, unwrapping the granola with a wink as I pass Fry and seat myself down at the table.

"Where's Newt?" I ask them all, realising the lack of obnoxious British boys sitting with us. They all shrug, including Enzo.

They engage in their usual conversation, and since I sat beside Lorenzo again, I decided that now would be a good time to talk to him, instead of later.

"So, how did it go?" I whispered, taking a bite of my bar.

"How did what go?" He replied, and I slapped my palm against my forehead.

"The bracelet, dickhead."

"Ohh, it went really well. He's still wearing it."

"That's great!" I smile at him, still munching down on my breakfast. Just as I finish, Newt comes rushing towards us, hair matted from sleep. "Y/n! Why didn't you wake me?"

"Uh... what?"

"What do you mean 'what'? I told you to wake me!" He continues in his high pitched shrill, collecting his food before sitting beside me. "Erm, number 1, no you didn't. And number 2, I'm not your alarm clock."

"Well, you're rather loud and annoying, so maybe you should be." He grumbles, and I give him a friendly whack on the back of his head. "Nice bracelet." I say, peering at the one I had made that adorns his wrist. "I know you made it but thank you, I love it." He whispers. Enzo had obviously taken credit for my impeccable gift making skills.

"Is anyone doing any work today?" I ask them all, knowing some of them had worked on the day of Enzo's arrival, and most likely mine too. I'm met with almost all of them saying yes, except Chuck and of course Enzo.

"Great, so my morning will be spent babysitting these two idiots." I jab both of the boys and they return the favour, causing me to contort in an odd shape.

"Goodbye buttweeds, I'm gonna go talk to my boyfriend." I say, ruffling Chuck's hair as I excuse myself from the table, taking my plate over to Fry.

The builder's table is completely empty, I'd seen them all leave earlier. I walk out into the Glade, searching for where Gally might be working. I find him knelt down beside the shower hut, tapping away at something aggressively with his hammer.

"Uh, Gally? You good?" I ask, moving closer to him slowly just in case he was in one of his moods. He wipes a streak of sweat from his brow, standing up and cracking his back. "I'm fine n/n." He says with a small smile as he plants a kiss on my forehead.

"What're you doing?" I question, an annoying tinge to my voice.

"Fixing the showers. Someone bumped into this beam, and unless we want it to crumble, I have to bash these nails in."

"Well that sounds fun."

"Wanna help?" He asks, and I feel just like how Minho did yesterday. I really hate building; it just isn't my thing. I started to move back, but he grabs my arm, pulling me forward. "Come on Gally, I'm useless with a hammer. It's gonna end up in your crotch or something." I grunt as he pushes down on my shoulders, causing me to fall to my knees.

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