You got back from patrolling.
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"Turn around now!" Someone calls out. You recognize the voice.
"Sonya, it's me, {your name}, don't shoot!" you put your arms in the air and turn around slowly.
She takes off her mask and steps closer, pressing her fingers lightly against your forehead.
"What happened? Where's the cut? The blood is fresh, are you injured? Are you okay? I can't see the wound. Where's the wound?" Sonya flooded you with questions.
You tear up as Sonya wipes the blood away gently.
"Well, there is indeed no cut because," you whisper and pause before drying your cheeks.
"The blood's not mine."
***
What's your favorite meal of the day?
Someone requested Sonya so I made one since I felt like it.
I can't believe this is our first Sonya one in this book!Is it though? I can't remember now anymore...
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the maze runner gif series; 'running'
Fanfiction"it's kind of hard to ask a dead guy what he did wrong." a starlordesses gif series about the maze runner currently editing the 200 parts highest rank: #34 in fanfiction