#buiilderboy

    ❛ so you’re one of the guys who would       build things in the maze, right? think       you could spare a minute to help me? ❜ 

    “ Gin and platonic I can drink to;        But you better be buying.”

Andrew inhaled deeply as he trudged through the sand and the heavy winds with the rest of the Gladers, his oceanic hues had gone dull from exhaustion.  From the time he had came up in  the box, he had always felt angry, but he had been able to keep himself from doing anything to harm anyone.  Even with every- thing that happened with Gally, he hadn’t lost his mind and  attempted to harm the boy as much as he desperately wanted to.  ----- The boy inhaled deeply, dull hues fixated in front of  him as he continued to walk.  There was something stirring up in him and yet, he couldn’t pin point what it was and it  was beginning to irritate him; he wanted to know what it was.