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dead girl 𝒘𝒂𝒍𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 ...
RIA WOKE UP next to Newt. His eyes were shut and his chest rose and fell gently as his mind was captured within an elaborate dream. Slightly ruffled blonde hair fell delicately over his forehead and one arm was wrapped around Ria protectively, his touch smooth and warm against her skin.
The girl sighed softly, resting her head on Newt's chest. This action caused the boy to awaken, yawning quietly before turning to Ria. A smile adorned his lips as he focused on the girl, intertwining his fingers with her's.
"Good morning love," he murmured groggily, pushing his hair out of his eyes.
"Morning," As Ria responded, Newt leant forwards to press a kiss formed of tenderness and adoration against her lips.
Ria felt the familiar sentiment of butterflies in her stomach as she grinned, pulling Newt closer. The early sounds of the animals awakening and Gladers rising lingered in the air. The hour must've been early. The pair lay together peacefully for a further few minutes until Newt reluctantly pulled away.
"I've got to see Alby and Minho into the maze," The boy muttered, slowly sitting up.
"Why's Alby going?" Ria questioned, attempting to rub the sleep from her eyes. She combed her fingers through her hair in an attempt to detangle some of the knots that had formed overnight.
"Retracin' Ben's footsteps," Newt replied, pulling on his shoes hastily and standing up. "I'll be at the gardens later. I'll see you there, love,"
Ria nodded, pushing an image of Ben struggling to survive within the monstrous walls of the maze out of her mind. "Tell them to be careful, okay?"
Newt allowed a small grin to grace his features. "They're always careful," With that, he left the room, leaving Ria to get ready for another day in the gardens. She felt a blush creep to her cheeks as she thought of the events of the previous night. Of Newt.
Ria let out a content sigh as she flung open her own bedroom door after closing Newt's shut. She pulled on her white shirt over her tank top, lacing up her boots tightly as she always did before making her way out into the Glade. She breathed in the fresh scent of the outdoors, focusing her mind on heading over to the gardens.
As she peered over towards the Maze and she saw the figures of Newt, Alby and Minho. They looked so small and vulnerable compared to the vast body of the labyrinth. Ria felt a cold shiver sweep over her frame.
