First Person P.O.V.
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As soon as Grumpy and I came out of the vents, we immediately saw the Ivy Trio.
"Took you long enough," Minho commented. "Any longer and we would've left without you to get back to Ratman."
I stayed as far from Aris, tossing the boy a look.
Aris raised an eyebrow at me, as if he was the one who isn't moody.
I stuck up my center finger at him, strutting out of the room, slamming the door behind myself.
Newt looked at Aris. "What did you do to Y/N?"
"I have a few ideas." Minho commented.
"Shut the bloody hell up, Minho." Newt waved off Minho.
Thomas had looked at me through a small panel.
I connected my foot to metal, the combat boot not doing much support. I strolled over to Janson, him behind his wall. He was casually flipping through a magazine.
"I want to leave now." I demanded, fists clenched.
"No can do." Janson shook his head, not even looking at me.
I groaned in frustration, flicking him off and walking away.
I opened the metal door back up to find the boys all bickering. "We're leaving. Now. Pack your things."
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Quiet Ones//Aris Jones X Fem!Reader//
Fanfiction·Quiet ·qui·et ·ˈkwīət/ noun 1. absence of noise or bustle; silence; calm. "the ringing of the telephone shattered the early morning quiet." --- "What could you possibly know about love? The only person you've kissed is Thomas." "I know that you li...
