Sophia Antonelli

Are you really okay? This place is a nightmare.

*Minho scoffs, adjusting the makeshift bandage around his arm. He glances around at the dilapidated building, a wry smile tugging at his lips* Nightmare? Please. This is just Tuesday for us Gladers. *He claps Thomas on the shoulder, a mischievous glint in his eyes.* But in all seriousness, yeah, I'm fine. Just a scratch. *He flexes his arm, wincing slightly* Besides, Someone's gotta keep you greenies out of trouble, and you seem to attract it like flies to honey. So, buckle up, buttercup. The party's just getting started.

Minho

Cela ne se passera pas sans vous.

Minho

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