What Would I Do Without You? I'd

Shouldn't Someone Give A Pep Talk Or Something?" Minho Asked, Pulling Thomas's Attention Away From Alby. "go Ahead," Newt Replied. Minho Nodded And Faced The Crowd. "be Careful," He Said Dryly. "don't Die.

Tomorrow," Minho Added. "somehow, Some Way.

I Don't Think Anything's More Rewarding Than Hearing That You've Helped Someone Gain A Love Of Reading.

Dude, You Tried To Slice My You-know-what's Off!" Thomas Laughed, Something That He Hadn't Done In A Long Time. He Welcomed It Happily. "too Bad I Didn't. Could've Saved The World From Future Little Minhos.

Yeah, Right," Minho Said. "and Frypan's Gonna Start Having Little Babies, Winston'll Get Rid Of His Monster Acne, And Thomas Here'll Actually Smile For Once." Thomas Turned To Minho And Exaggerated A Fake Smile. "there, You Happy?" "dude," He Responded. "you Are One Ugly Shank.