Flame ➸ John Murphy

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"I'm bored!" John cried as he fell backwards onto the couch.

West had been sitting at the end of the couch reading. When John fell backwards his legs shot into the air before coming down on Wests lap. His feet hit her book from her hands as they came down.

"It's almost like I wrote a list of stuff to do for this exact situation." West spat.

Her hands shot out and pushed Johns legs off her. Loudly, John groaned at the girls action. He sat up before looking at her with an annoyed frown. The look on Wests face matched his.

"All of the things on that list are boring."

"Go get a book." West rolled her eyes as she picked up her own.

"Like I said," John spoke as he stood from the couch. "boring."

West shook her head as he left the room. Her reading continued only to be interrupted a few moments later. The sound of glasses clicking together make he head turned towards the entrance to the living room. John walked towards her with a bottle of whisky and two glasses.

"I don't want to drink with you." She stated, setting down her book.

"You don't have to." John said as he placed the glasses on the coffee table.

Every night they had been stuck in the bunker John had decided to get drunk. There was more alcohol in the bunker then food, so it didn't affect West all that much. It was just annoying for her when she'd be woken up in the middle of the night as John got into the bed.

"We're going to go back and forth asking each other questions. If you don't answer, you drink." John explained.

"Fine," West sighed. "You first."

John though for a moment before speaking. "If you had to be stuck in here with someone else who would it be?"

"Octavia." West replied without hesitation.

"Well that was quick." He groaned.

"Did you like Emori?" West questioned.

John raised the glass to his lips and took a sip. West smiled as he did.

"That answers my question." She laughed.

John shook his head as he asked another question. Going back and forth, soon the questions became more intense.

"Do you regret killing those people?" West asked referring to the boys from the camp.

"Not really," John admitted. "They deserved it for almost killing me and getting me banished."

His face held anger as he spoke. West kept her mouth shut, getting the answer she didn't want.

"Do you wish you would have gone with Jaha?" John asked.

"No." She answered.

"That's bullshit." John said, taking a sip from his glass. He had drunk multiple, making him tipsy.

"It's not." She defended. "If I went with him, I'd probably be dead by now. Even if he did find the city of light I'd feel guilty for leaving you."

"Sure." He mumbled under his breath.

"Would you have stayed if I was in your situation?" West asked.