Never give up

Stuck

One more hour, just one more hour until the doors close and I can be let out. A couple of hours after Alby left, I felt like hitting my head off the wall. I attempt to mend the arm of the chair that broke after I fell off. Let's just say, it didn't go too well. I think it looks better broken than fixed.
"Newt!" I yell from the slammer window.
"What?!" He yells from the door of the homestead. I make a 'come here' motion with my hand, which is now stuck through the window. Two minutes later his face is next to my hand.
"Why have you not taken your hand back through the window?"
"I feel like my hand needs a bit of sunbathing, you know? So it can get a bit of a tan."
"It's stuck, isn't it?" He asks, trying hard not to laugh.
"Yes." I murmur. I hear Newt starting to laugh uncontrollably.
"Shut it."
"Do you ant me to get butter from Frypan?" He says, still laughing. Seeing as his face is close to my hand I hit him on the face.
"Yes, I would like you to get the butter and that was for calling me greenie and for trying to be a smart alek." If he doesn't go and get the butter soon, I'm going to get sunburn.
"Okay, I'll go and get the butter." He says while slowly walking away.
"Hurry up!" He starts to move faster. About ten minutes later he comes backs with a bar of butter. He unwraps the bar and starts to butter my hand.
"Any time today." I say.
"Do you want to get your hand out the bar or not? Be glad Minho isn't here, he would be going a lot slower." He replied. I let out an exasperated sigh, to show him that he can take all the time he wants.
"If you keep on going at the pace your going at, it's going to be well passed the doors closing."
"I can stop if you want." He says with a grin. I look up and see figures run out of the maze. I finally see Minho run out and go into a hut that I didn't know that was there.
"Newt, can you please hurry up. Minho's back."
"Well, if you stop moving about. We can get this done heck a lot quicker." We start bickering for about fifteen minutes when I see Minho walk out and head towards the slammer.
"Newt! Hurry up!" Minho must of heard as he is now running towards us.
"Hey guys! Newt, why do you have butter and why does Alex have her hand through he bars?"
"Newt was buttering my hand so it can get a tan, you know?" I say sarcastically.
"It's stuck isn't it?" Me and Newt reply at the same time, me saying "no" and Newt saying "yes". Minho bursts out laughing and says.
"Can try to get her hand out?"
"No because you would take forever." I replied. I tried to take my hand out again, thankfully my hand slips out between the bars.
"Thanks Newtie."
"Newtie? If that's my nickname your Al."
"What about me?" Minho jokingly says.
"Min, that's your name." Minho laughs, so does Newt.
"How long until I'm out?' I whine
"Half an hour." Newt replies. I let pit a loud exasperated groan.
"Seeing as your here now, you can stay and give me company." They finally agree and we start talking about random stuff that made time fly by.