☆彡 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗺𝗮𝘇𝗲 𝗿𝘂𝗻𝗻𝗲𝗿
❛ 'cause someone is out there, and they're sending out flares. ❜
FLARE | NOUN OR ADJECTIVE
a sudden brief burst of bright
flame or light, a sudden burst
of intense...
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ "So... we're the only girls?"
Kennedy grimaced but nodded, "Yeah— just us."
She watched closely as the new girl tried to process it, looking a bit unnerved by the information. There'd been lots to digest in the previous ten minutes, and Kennedy knew it was overwhelming.
While all the gladers had it hard, being the only girls made it twice as difficult.
The two girls had spent their time at the top of the tower getting to know each other — well, as much as they could possibly know with such a lack of memory, and Kennedy had informed her on what there was to know about the glade. Kennedy hadn't filled her in on the small details; Thomas being a runner, their leader being stung, and so on... because, did new girl really she need to know all of that, just yet? It would likely scare her off, and the glade really didn't need another moral panic. Plus, she had quite a throw with that right arm. If she had started to toss fruit again, there was little doubt that someone would be getting seriously hurt.
Lucky for her, the new girl had known her name. She'd known it the moment she had regained consciousness, after being sent up in the box: her name was Teresa. It was a pretty name, and Kennedy thought it was fit for a pretty girl.
