Frozen By Fear. Not Able To Move.

Minho Was The First One To Speak Since The Food Had Come. “maybe We Should Just Give In To Those Shuckfaces. Do What They Want. One Day We’ll All Sit Around, Fat And Happy.” Thomas Knew He Didn’t Mean A Word Of It. “yeah, Maybe You Can Find A Nice Pretty Girl Who Works Here, Settle Down, Get Married And Have Kids. Just In Time For The World To End In A Sea Of Lunatics.” Minho Kept At It. “wicked’s Going To Figure Out This Blueprint Business And We’ll All Live Happily Ever After.

I Don't Give A Crap If You're A Tangent Or A Really Smart Llama. You're My Friend And That's All That Matters

Thoughts Of The Girl Crashed Around His Mind, Made Him Remember The Connection He Felt. A Sadness Washed Over Him, As If He Missed Her, Wanted To See Her. That Doesn't Make Sense, He Thought. I Don't Even Know Her Name.

Minho Looked At Thomas, A Serious Expression On His Face. "if I Don't See You On The Other Side," He Said In A Sappy Voice, "remember That I Love You.

Maybe You Should Just Press The Button