[ He probably shouldn't be buying so much stuff.... But it's all going in his backpack. They'd told him that he gets this stuff free with his I.D. ]
I'll be outside.
[ And he will be. His backpack a little too full, a hand with a crinkly bag in it and his free hand with a ... cheese stick? But it's easy to tell from the garbage bin next to him that he's been... well... eating like a starving teenager that hasn't seen real food in weeks... And well... his stomach that is used to a can of beans whenever they can find it is kind of starting to hurt now and he's only halfway through this cheese stick.
No? You hurt? What's wrong? I'm at this shop that sells food. There's so much Minho. Hart Mart. Tommy said he's gonna find me and then we're gonna find you.
Wow, did you fall in love with me out in the Scorch or something? Nah. Stay there. We don't need everyone running about and getting lost alright? We'll find you quick I promise.
[ the map he was given is messy, but still readable and thomas finds the store on it fairly easily, tracing out the shortest route with his finger from where he currently is to where he should, if this isn't some kind of trick or trap, find newt. he folds the map up neatly and tucks it away in the inner breast pocket of his jacket, and then he's off, only pausing long enough just a handful of times to glance up at street signs so he knows he's still on course.
it takes him just under ten minutes before hart mart comes into view, and when thomas is close enough to make out the blond standing out front, he picks up his pace in time with the small spike in his heart rate, making his way up the road.
thank god. ]
Newt!
[ thomas doesn't run, but he does raise one of his arms up for a moment as if to say, i'm here, i'm right here, just in case there was any doubt where the voice calling out to him is coming from.
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[ yes. your username says as much. ]
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[ Ah, yes. He's still not over the food. ]
I noticed. You two alright? Where are you?
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What's the name of the shop? I'll come get you and we can go find him.
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[ He probably shouldn't be buying so much stuff.... But it's all going in his backpack. They'd told him that he gets this stuff free with his I.D. ]
I'll be outside.
[ And he will be. His backpack a little too full, a hand with a crinkly bag in it and his free hand with a ... cheese stick? But it's easy to tell from the garbage bin next to him that he's been... well... eating like a starving teenager that hasn't seen real food in weeks... And well... his stomach that is used to a can of beans whenever they can find it is kind of starting to hurt now and he's only halfway through this cheese stick.
Mistakes were made. ]
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Main street.
Tell me you're close.
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I'm at this shop that sells food. There's so much Minho.
Hart Mart.
Tommy said he's gonna find me and then we're gonna find you.
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I just need to see you.
I have to.
I’ll come to you both.
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Nah. Stay there. We don't need everyone running about and getting lost alright?
We'll find you quick I promise.
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it takes him just under ten minutes before hart mart comes into view, and when thomas is close enough to make out the blond standing out front, he picks up his pace in time with the small spike in his heart rate, making his way up the road.
thank god. ]
Newt!
[ thomas doesn't run, but he does raise one of his arms up for a moment as if to say, i'm here, i'm right here, just in case there was any doubt where the voice calling out to him is coming from.
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It's been a long time since the Scorch.
Hurry.
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Alright, alright.
Be there soon.