Started 9/13/17
contains:
the originals
the vampire diaries
thirteen reasons why
it 2017
stranger things
the outsiders
skam
american horror story
narcos
narcos:mexico
harry potter
the 100
& many more
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"The shucking head med-jack is sick. Isn't that just great?" Clint shook his head, opening the hut's door allowing Amber to stumble in.
"Shut up, Shank. I can't help it." Amber shook her head and shuffled over to the hammock in the corner. She lay down quickly, groaning at the pain in her stomach.
"You want some meds?" Clint questioned, heading to the counter. He pulled out a couple of random colored pills, handing them to her.
"Hey where's-" Jeff walks in from the back, his eyes immediately averting towards Amber. "Oh."
"You want me to get Newt?" Jeff went ahead and jog towards the door, awaiting a yes before fully leaving.
"Please, Jeff." Amber has her eyes closed, though he knew she was answering his question.
Jeff ran out into the Glade, searching for the second-in-charge. As he approached him, Newt looked up with furrowed eyebrows towards Jeff.
"What is it, Jeff?" Newt dusted his hands on his pants, throwing the shovel he had to the ground.
"Um, Amber's sick. It's nothing serious, but she wanted you to come talk to her." Jeff knew Newt would over-react, so he made sure to add 'it's nothing serious'.
"Are you sure she's okay?" Newt started to speed-walk towards the hut, Jeff following quickly behind.
Clint stood at the door, greeting Newt.
"She's asleep right now." Clint hushed the two, before stepping quietly back into the hut.
Newt quietly pulled a chair beside of the hammock, accidentally scraping against the floor.
Amber rolled over, coughing and opening her eyes slowly.
"Oh. Hey, Newt." Her voice was weak, which concerned Newt.
"What did you say she had, Clint?" Newt shifts his head over to Clint's direction.
"Flu, I think." Clint never looked up from the spot he was cleaning.
"I'm okay. You should get back to work now. I don't want you getting sick."
"I'll be fine Amber. Can I take her back to her bunk, Jeff?" A nod was seen, before Newt helped Amber stumble back to her bed.
"I'm serious, Newt. You can't get sick. We need you." Amber sighed, laying down in her hammock.
"I'm staying here." Newt simply smiled and kissed her forehead slowly.
Amber scooted over in the hammock, knowing Newt wanted to lay down. The weight was pushing down a bit farther, as an arm wraps around Amber's waist.
Amber turned over towards Newt, laying her head on his chest.
"I'm sorry for giving you flu."
"It's alright, love." Newt smirked, looking down at Amber once more.
•—• I know this sucks but i have writers block and that's why i'm going to write Minho's tomorrow and see if it's any better. i'm sorry fr. i'll write another Newt one soon.
