But there was something about the largest object in the solar system vanishing that tended to disrupt normal schedules.

And then they were kissing. Something exploded within his chest burning away the tension and confusion and fear. Burning away the hurt of seconds earlier. For a moment it felt like nothing mattered anymore. Like nothing would matter ever again.

I've always had high ambitions and aspirations.

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.

Tonight, they’d make their stand, once and for all.

I just...feel like I need to save everyone. To redeem myself.

We were lining up and counting off nice and easy till you came stumbling through like a doped-up bull,' Minho responded.