Everyones Been Better

“Alina? Alina, you should wake up.”

“Ah! Wren, hi...”

“Come home with me. We’ll get you fed and warm. Okay?”

She gives a small nod and smile. Wren offers her a hand to help her up, which she takes. The two then head back to Leo’s place.

“...thank you Wren.”

“Nick is everything okay?”

The other seemed to be thinking how he capsules what he was going to. “That glitch in there.”

“She has a name, it’s Alina.”

“Point being: Wren be careful please. There could be some master plan going on here. Just be cautious, alright?”

He looked at Wren hopeful and oh so slightly concerned. Wren gave a nod.

“I’ll do that then.”

“Thank you. See you later Wren!”

Nick gave Wren a hug before walking back to the Crusade base. Wren smiled and went back inside.

Alina was sitting on the couch a book in hand. Wren grabbed their own book before sitting beside her and began to read.

Before they knew it they fell asleep not even realizing they were tired. They began to dream.

Wren was in a field, the skies were gray. Something about it made it all comforting. They sat on the ground and looked around from their spot.

Alina then appeared in the field and Wren smiled. She ran to hug them which Wren returned. A slow type of music began and Wren danced with Alina.

At the end of the song Alina kissed them. It felt different. Similar to Sam’s being full of life but then like Bellamy’s caring and gentle. With its own addition of sweetness.

Wren swallowed their bite of food. “It’s delicious, thank you.”

Alina smiles bringing her plate of food and sits beside Wren.

“I’m glad you like it.”

“So, Alina where’d you learn to make curry?”

“I’m self taught.”

Wren raises an eyebrow. “That’s amazing.”

“Hey Wren! I’m back... What’s th- oh hello.”

Leo enters and looks tired but gives a smile to Alina.

“Hey Leo, this is Alina. Alina this is Leo. My host.”

She stands and offers a hand to Leo which he takes.

“It’s nice to meet you Leo.”

“Indeed... What is that smell? It’s delicious!”

Alina grins and grabs a plate of food for Leo and hands it to him. “It’s curry! I figured since I’m here, I may as well attempt to return Wrens genourous hospitality.”

“It’s really not a problem.”

Wren had put on some what could be described as melancholic music, when there was a knock on the door interrupting their cleaning.

They opened the door to a lady the same height as them. She had some freckles and light brown hair, and a scratch on her face.

“Can I come in?” Her voice was panicked and she spoke quickly.

“Uhm, sure?” With that she entered, Wren closed the door and looked at her.

“Who are you?”

“I’m Alina. A glitch, before you ask. I’m not going to hurt you.”

“...Okay. I’m a firewall. My name is Wren… Do you want me to help you out with that scratch?”

“What sc-“ she touches it. “Oh that. Sure, or I can if you want.”

Wren nods and grabs a cloth with some disinfectant. They then clean it before putting a bandage on it.

“There we go. Any other wounds?”

Madyln nods with a yawn. “That’s probably the case. But Wren you were under control of Erika, you didn’t mean any of that.”

“No but what I said is a fact. I may not mean it but it still remains true. I do get sick of him not telling me things, and having to worry about people constantly.”

“First of all, it sounds like you can throw some more communication into this relationship. Tell him that you would prefer that you two talk more about these things.”

Wren nods, holding the pillow close to their chest. Madyln looks at them with a gentle smile that isn’t returned.

“What if… what if it turns out like it did with Sam? He didn’t communicate, he didn’t seem to try, he was good at times but also more and more frustrating. In which due to that I left him, I don’t want to leave Bellamy it’s just- I don’t all very complicated feeling.”

Madyln sighs. “I don’t know… I guess it could but it isn’t certain if that’s the case. I can see that it’s frustrating for you, so do what you think is best for you. Okay?”

Wren nods.

“And I think this can turn out better than when you were with Sam.”