HOPE
It might make me the biggest bitch in the world, but I'm absolutely going to take rather than ask if Josie is among the survivors. The girl literally wanted me dead, so I'd rather shove my curiosity down with the vodka I have with me than give a single bit of fuck about her.
Ugh, I miss my phone and wish someone would be thoughtful enough to bring it along. I also miss Lizzie so freaking much, but I know better than to hope any of my mates would invite her for dinner.
"All hail Luna Hope! The first and only woman that ever left the Maze unscathed!" I look up to see my most dramatic mate, Finn, walk in with a large flower, dressed in a perfectly tailored suit. I'd admit I've missed him. A little bit? Too much? I don't know exactly. I've been too occupied with surviving to even realize how I've lived almost one week of my life without my people.
He looks really, really dashing as he walks to where I sit, makes a princess bow, and kisses my hand.
