"Happy birthday, man!" Thomas walked over to Newt with the cake in his hand. It looked quite good, to be honest.

"You baked a cake?" Newt chuckled.

"Nor's idea." Thomas shrugged and put the cake down on our table. It was a plain, round vanilla one.

Same color as Newt's hair.

I smiled lightly at my inside joke but didn't tell it out loud. Thomas cut the cake into enough pieces for all the Gladers, Sonya, Harriet, Aris, Brenda, and Jorge. Soon everyone was eating and talking to each other.

"Guys!" Minho announced. Everyone fell quiet. "Tonight we'll do a bonfire! So Gally, you better get your drinks ready and Fry should cook some food!"

~

The rest of the day Newt just wandered around the Safe Haven a bit, talking to people around him. Then it was time for the bonfire. The fire was already on, big, orange flames flying up, Gally's drink was stocked on a table, and Frypan's food was on another one.

Newt was talking to Minho, Thomas, and Logan while I sat on the beach sand with Mivy and Liana. We watched the fire as we talked, Liana as enthusiastic as always.

"I'm almost done making your clothes! It's just been a bit hectic, that's why it took a while." Liana explained.

"It's okay. Thanks, Lia!" Mivy smiled. I thanked Liana too and decided to use the nickname Lia more often. "Oh my- look at that." Mivy gasped.

I turned my head, my mouth falling open. Newt, Logan, Thomas, and Minho each held their jar of Gally's drink in their hand.

"One..." Minho started. "Two... three!"

They all threw their heads back and chugged the liquid down, probably leaving a burning feeling in their throat. The jars were big, but it took Minho ten seconds to finish. Logan after, then Newt, and then Thomas.

Minho celebrated his win by throwing his hands in the air. "Another round?"

They all nodded and repeated the cycle.

"They're gonna be drunk." Liana realized with a sigh.

"Newt? Drunk? That will be an experience. I've never seen him drunk!" I chuckled lightly.

After ten minutes, Mivy talked again. "How many rounds is this?"

"Four." Liana sighed.

"They all drank for jars of that in ten minutes?" I yelled out.

"Yep."

I got up from my seat and walked over to the boys. Of course, I didn't want to ruin their fun, but I also didn't want Newt to feel sick the next morning or do stupid things.

"Hey, Noraaa." Minho had to hold onto a table so he wouldn't fall over. "Want one?" He handed me a drink.

"No, thanks." I pushed it away with my hand. Minho shrugged and drank it himself. Logan and Newt cheered their jars before throwing the drink in their mouth.

Well, at least they're nice to each other.

"Nora! Get over here!" Newt yelled way too loud. He stumbled over his word so I almost couldn't understand it. I sighed and did as Newt said. He inspected my face for a few seconds. Confused by his actions I stated at him too, watching every move he made. "You're very beautiful."

"Thank you, Newt." I blushed, though I knew he was drunk.

"Wow." Newt's attention got drawn to something else in just a second. The ring on my finger. "Did we marry?"

I chuckled lightly. "No. It was a gift."

"Newt! Come on! We got more of Gally's piss!" Minho yelled. Newt stumbled over to the boy, almost falling over after every step. I watched them drink another jar.

"Logan, you're my best friend!" Newt raised his voice.

Very drunk.

"Biggest lie ever." Liana giggled as she and Mivy stood next to me again. We all looked at the drunk boys, drinking their thousandth jar. "He must be very drunk to say that."

"They all are." Mivy sighed. "I swear to god if Minho throws up on me!"

"There they are." Liana motioned at Minho and Thomas walking over to us, or stumbling.

"Heyyyyy," Minho said, excessively long. "How are you girls doing?" He grinned and put a hand on his hip.

"We're fine, Minho." Mivy chuckled.

"Ooh, I love that smile." Minho bent down in front of Mivy.

Yes, definitely drunk. He would never say that in front of us.

"Anyone wanna sing?" Thomas asked before he started singing himself in the most false way ever.

Liana and I glanced at each other and raised our eyebrows. "I'm gonna see Newt," I announced. Liana nodded and I walked away to the boy, who was taking some sips of his drink.

"Babe!" He laughed weirdly once he saw me. Babe? I frowned. I prefer love.

"Hey, Newt." I got closer to him. "I'm just gonna take this, okay?" I carefully slipped the jar out of his hands and poured it onto the ground.

"Excuse you?" Newt gasped. "You can't just throw that away, I paid for it!" He threw his hands in the air.

"Mhm. I'm sure you did." I mumbled under my breath. "No more drinks, okay? You're gonna be sick."

"But I'm living my best life! Let me have funnnn." Newt pouted dramatically.

"I know, but you're really gonna regret it, lizard." I reminded him. "Come on." I grabbed Newt's hand and pulled him away from the drinks, closer to the fire some people had gathered around. Logan was with Liana and Mivy with Minho, luckily. Thomas was sitting next to Fry and Gally, who tried to keep watch on the drunk boy.

"Newt-." I started but then got interrupted when Newt bent down to the ground. He vomited. I squeezed my eyes shut at the disgusting sound and the liquid that came out of his mouth.

"I think I need another drink." Newt wiped his mouth and wanted to walk away again, but I stopped him.

"No, you don't," I ordered. "Sit down."

Newt sat down and stared at my face for at least ten seconds. "I'm lucky."

I smiled lightly and felt my cheeks heat up. Even went Newt was drunk he managed to make me blush!

"What are you doing?" I asked Newt when he started to do this weird thing with his tongue.

"I'm trying to lick my nose." Newt looked ridiculous.

"Uh, alright." I bit my lip and watched Newt, but after a while, I got enough. "Come on, we're going to bed."

Newt got off the bench and threw up again, coughing loudly after. Worried I grabbed his hand and walked over to our hut before he did stupid things again.

"I don't want to go to sleeeeeep." Newt mocked as he threw his head back. Once we stood in front of our bed, Newt let himself fall forward.

"Wait, you're wearing your shoes. Sand is gonna get everywhere." I realized, but then noticed Newt didn't wear any shoes at all.

"I left them at the beachy beach." Newt groaned into the pillow.

"Okay. I'm gonna go get them. Don't move!" I ordered and ran away.

One of the shoes was next to the bonfire, the other one on the other side of the beach. Quickly I came back with Newt's shoes and put them down on the ground.

Not a second after I got up, Newt cupped my face and gave me a sloppy kiss. One I didn't like at all. When Newt tried to repeat it, I pulled away.

"We're not doing this when you're drunk, lizard." I sniffed. "And what's that smell?"

"I went to the toilet. Could- can we go swimming now?" Newt almost stumbled over. I caught him and pushed him down onto the bed.

"Newt, we do not have a toilet in here." I frowned. It seemed like Newt got drunker by the second.

Newt stared at me in confusion, eyes wide. "Wha- whadda you mean? It's.. is right thereee." He pointed at something behind me before letting himself fall backward on our bed.

I turned around and gasped. "Newt, you idiot! That's the laundry basket!"

Great. Real shuckin' great. Newt pissed onto our clothes. How drunk could he possibly be?

I turned around and wanted to confront Newt, but his eyes were closed as he snored loudly. I sighed and grabbed the laundry basket, holding my nose so I wouldn't smell it, and walked over to the sea. The clothes had to be cleaned somehow.