"Hey, Gen... Gen, wake up!" Opening her eyes, Gen gave out a yawn- she must have dozed off. Allowing her eyes to focus, she found Clint standing above her, his eyes fixated onto her, "Hey there..." Sitting up, Gen's eyes widened with alarm,
"What are you doing in here?" She questioned him, staring at him as if he had killed one of Winston's baby animals,
"Alby sent me to wake you." He explained stepping back and away from her, watching with a distinct nervousness in his eyes as Gen's feet found the floor,
"Why?" She asked as she stretched her arms out in front of her,
"Well... yesterday you seemed kinda off and he didn't have a chance to talk to you about Minho." Clint explained carefully, "I think he wants you two to make up." He added with a small smirk. Gen rolled her eyes, following Clint out of the room and into the blinding sunlight,
"We already have... kinda." She said, her brow furrowing slightly, "And plus, there's a rule that we can't alone together."
"Yeah well, Alby is sick of the fighting." He replied,
"Maybe I'm sick of Captain Alby." Gen muttered, crossing her arms as Clint gave her an alarming look, "I can talk to Minho when he gets back if it's that much of an issue."
"He's here in the Glade." Clint replied, causing Gen to look at him, "It's his day off."
"Since when does Minho have days off?" Gen asked. Everyone in the Glade knew that he had taken up the extra shifts, so the fact he had chosen to accept his day off was just madness,
"Since you yelled at him and threw that rock at his shuck-head." Clint said with a snigger. Gen gave him a rather embarrassed look, it was now that she had started to think it was in fact her that went over the edge and not Minho as she so rudely pointed out to him.
"Do me a favor and tell Alby I'm on my way." Gen said, stopping in her tracks. Clint shook his head at her,
"No, no. Alby said that he wanted to see you." He said with a frown, "You have to go see him."
"Captain Alby can wait." Gen assured him, "I'm just going to pay Minho a visit."
"No."
"I won't hurt him!" Gen quickly responded after receiving a look from Clint,
"I am sick of having Minho in the shucking hut. You hurt him and you can patch him up in your room away from me." Clint threatened, causing Gen to laugh.
"Okay, okay. Tell Alby I went to have a shower or something like that." She smirked before turning on her heel and moving in the opposite direction to which they had originally come from.
Stepping back towards the Homestead, Gen tried to make sure she avoided Newt, wherever he had gone off to. It wasn't that things were awkward between them, if anything, since he had told her about his leg, she felt they had become more connected and even more trusting of each other. But when it came to Minho, Newt was stubborn and generally unimpressed with any connection she had with him. The more she thought about it however, the more it made sense. But she was going to see Minho for her own reasons, not because she wanted to start trouble- even though Minho was her partner in crime. Or well, he was about to be. Walking towards Minho's hut, Gen slammed her fist against the door three times, pressing her ear against the door to listen to Minho's aggravated groans at having been woken,
"Open up you lazy shuck!" She cried, once again slamming her fist against the door. Listening to the sound of cussing and shuffling feet, Gen stood back and wore a broad smile as a tired Minho opened the door, rubbing his eyes,
"What do you want, shank?" He asked. Gen grinned at him,
"A partner in crime." She said, pushing past him and entering his room. Minho gave out a sigh before he turned on his heel and closed the door behind him, facing Gen with a questioning expression on his face,
"Partner in crime?" He asked, "that sounds pretty stupid to me..." Gen frowned at him,
"Why is that? It's a figure of speech" Minho shrugged,
"Well, knowing you, we'd be caught and thrown into the Slammer." Rolling her eyes, Gen made herself at home, propping herself up onto Minho's hammock that was still warm, "What's up?"
"I want to be a Runner." Staring at her with disbelief, Minho shook his head,
"No."
"Just for a day." Gen whined, leaning forward to further prove just how keen she was. She was determined to face her fear just like the imaginary man in her head had told her to do. Maybe I am a little crazy... She thought to herself. Minho once again shook his head, giving her a stubborn look,
"No."
"Come on, I at least deserve a trial." Gen pressured, slipping off of the hammock and moving towards Minho, "I just want to be able to face what's in the Maze and then that's it."
"Why are you obsessed with the Maze now?" Minho asked, his arms still crossed over his chest. Gen sighed,
"Because I've had nightmares and I just wanna face my fears. Is that so wrong of me?" She asked. Minho rolled his eyes,
"Everyone has nightmares."
"Then... there shouldn't be a problem." Gen smiled, "I can always just ask Captain Alby." Minho sniggered at the new nickname,
"Captain Alby? I like it. But, my answer is still no." Groaning, Gen turned her back on him, flailing her arms around as she did so,
"Minho!" She whined, "Just one day! Just tomorrow. Please?" Turning back to face him, Gen grabbed onto each arm, forcing him to uncross his arms before she gave him her best impression of the puppy dog look she had learnt from Samuel, "Just one day, you and me. We'll run the Maze and I won't do or say anything stupid. Got it, shank?" Tilting his head, Minho watched her with an amused smile,
"You're such an annoying shuck-face."
"Oh good. We have something in common." Gen grinned, "Now, let me be a Runner. For a day." She added, "Tomorrow." Moving towards the rickety, wooden table that sat in the corner of his room, Minho took a seat, gesturing for her to do the same. Sitting across from him, she raised her eyebrow,
"You wanna run, fine. You can run tomorrow with me, but that's it." Gen gave a nod, trying her best to contain her excitement, "After you run. If I catch you so much as looking at the Maze, I will lock you somewhere dark." He threatened. Gen frowned,
"Why? What if I wanted to be a Runner afterwards." Minho shook his head,
"How are you going to stay with me until I don't need you if you're lost in the Maze?" He asked. Gen grinned at him and gave a nod,
"Okay, Minho. Just one day then."
"Good. Now, listen up shuck. Cause I have loads to tell you."