[ thomas, being thomas, is not about to ignore a bunch of sounds coming from downstairs. his first thought is gladers and then finally, and he hustles down the stairs in his pajamas, stopping at the foot of the stairs to look around and feel sort of crestfallen, because...these aren't the gladers.
until he spots a familiar face talking to someone else in the lobby.
his heart jerks violently into his chest, soaring with relief as he recognizes his friend, and thomas calls out (with no reference to the fact that newt's having a conversation or anything, because this is way more important ) ] -- Newt!
[ -- and takes the last stairs three at a time in order to get to him fast enough, pushing through the crowd of people to grab his shoulders, for once, a smile on his face, and the usual barrage of questions in lieu of a hello. ] Did you just get here? Are you okay?
b!
until he spots a familiar face talking to someone else in the lobby.
his heart jerks violently into his chest, soaring with relief as he recognizes his friend, and thomas calls out (with no reference to the fact that newt's having a conversation or anything, because this is way more important ) ] -- Newt!
[ -- and takes the last stairs three at a time in order to get to him fast enough, pushing through the crowd of people to grab his shoulders, for once, a smile on his face, and the usual barrage of questions in lieu of a hello. ] Did you just get here? Are you okay?