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Me:
Back again with ME, and welcome to the second episode of the Late Late Show with icemacchiato! Before I start, I have some news: I am officially an introverted recluse. Staying indoor for four months is starting to grow on me. I wake up everyday for homework, final exam projects, work, meetings, AND SEEING YOUR NOTIFICATIONS.

Especially reading your comments, your compliments on my work... It literally makes my day. I love you all so much!

Anyway, please clap and cheer as we welcome the stars of today —Frankie, Gally, Sonya, and Newt!

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*again, cheers and claps*

*minho, thomas, and brenda were secretly watching from the sideline*

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Me:
...Newt?

Newt:
Yeah, I— I don't know why I'm here either. I'll just add into the conversation every once in a while.

Me:
O... kay.

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Me:
So... First question is a treat, for me!
"Hi, I really love the series! Heart emoji, another emoji..."

Awh... I'm flattered! Thanks!

"Are you going to post bonus chapters on what is going to happen in paradise in the future?"

*wink*
We'll see. UwU.

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Me:
Frankie!

Frankie:
*with a small smile*
Hello.

Me:
From sunshineglade, is it hard to walk with the leg thing, I forgot the name LMAO? Oh, it's called an orthosis.

Frankie:
A bit.

Me:
I know you don't speak much... But, please, elaborate.

Frankie:
Well... Uh, sorry.
*runs her fingers through her hair*
It was hard at first. I used to run for a living, and then I lost use of one leg. It was a drastic change. Practice —physical theraphy, helps. As long as I keep it on and try to walk daily, it's not that hard anymore.

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Me:
Alright, this is for Sonya. And Newt, I guess. I asked the same question to your brother yesterday, and I'm just curious to hear your side of the story: what happened when you told Newt that you two are siblings and how did it go?

Sonya:
Oh... I was actually planning to never tell him.

Newt:
What? Why?

Sonya:
*looks at him*
You chose not to remember yourself! I thought, if you don't want to remember me, why should I make you remember?

Besides, it's bloody weird. I would be freaked if some guy I don't know well approach me and say: "Hey, girl, you don't remember but I'm your brother."

Newt:
That was a total relapse of judgement! But telling me was a good call.

Sonya:
Yeah. Frankie convinced me to.

She told me that keeping it wasn't good for my health, and even though Newt doesn't remember, it would be unfair for both of us. You know, I planned to let the news sink in slowly but I guess I was nervous... and I ended up dropping a complete nuclear bomb on him.

Me:
I heard! What happened after that?

Sonya:
We talked. I told him whatever I remember and he —well, Newt was completely clueless. He believes every word I say.

Me:
Oh, by the way, your real name was Elizabeth, right? He used to call you Lizzy.

Sonya:
Yeah. But we decided to keep the names WICKED gave us. Everyone here knew me from the training period before the Maze, and I have been called Sonya from the second I met those girls. Lizzy was just a name from home.

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Me:
Ooh... This could be a bit sensitive.
Frankie, how did you deal with periods and stuff like hygiene during the Scorch and in the Glade?

Frankie:
It's not sensitive, really. It's fine.

There was Brenda in the Scorch, and she was as clean as a person there could be. We had our own stack of supplies and, believe it or not, the compound had a proper bathroom.

As for the Glade... Most of the girls had our first period during training, including me. So there wasn't a 'surprise' moment after I was put into the Maze. The hygienic supplies came through the Box every month and the boys set them aside for me.

Sonya:
I was wondering, France... Did you, I don't know, got embarrassed sometimes? Aris and Reggie were flustered sometimes if we had girl talks.

Frankie:
There were... moments... But, all in all, they respected the fact that I'm a girl. It's just my nature. There's nothing to be ashamed of.

Me:
Nice!

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Me:
Gally, from sunshineglade, on the scale of 1 to 10, how often do you get teased because of your eyebrows?

*Minho snorts*

Gally:
Do I have any other question?

Me:
...No.

Gally:
*gaping*
Is this serious? I was called just for this one question?

Me:
It's an important question.

Gally:
Uh... Seven. Some people just enjoy making my life miserable. Especially that shuckface, Minho.

Newt:
You can't deny it. It is... a bit weird, Gal. Like, this part right here and here.
*circling the tips of Gally's eyebrows with his index finger*

Gally:
*slaps Newt's hand away*
My eyebrows are just fine. Frankie's are weird, too! Look, it's like she's raising her left one all the time!

Frankie:
*covers her left eyebrow with her hand*
It's... But I was born this way.

Gally:
Me, too!

Me:
Okay, no need to get so emotional or defensive. It's part of your charm. Both of you!

Gally:
*huffs*
Thank you!

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Me:
Back to Frankie... I'm quoting philophobia_22.
"I love your power! Anyway, did you ever explain to Minho what happened when you died and why you were so mad at him and the others?"

Frankie:
Thanks. For the compliment. *smiles*
I did explain to him. Kind of had to, or he wouldn't stop bugging me. Between walking, resting, and surviving, we had a lot of time to catch up in the Scorch.

Me:
How did you feel?

Frankie:
I... had a hard time every time I remember the, uh, Banishment. The first Gladers I told was Newt, and he helped me came to my senses. It was just WICKED, just an illusion. Telling Minho helped me empty out the hard feelings I had before.

Me:
There's another question following. "On another note, did any of the boys in the maze ever come onto you in a disrespectful way or were they all respectful?"

Frankie:
Uh... Not that I know of, no. They're all generally respectful. Sometimes they talk klunk when they're drunk, but that was it.
*glances at Gally and Newt*
Right?

Gally:
The blame's on my drink.

Newt:
Right... But all Greenies asked about her on their first days. "Who's the girl? How come there's one bloody girl in a weird place full of boys?" They're not disrespectful. Just curious.

Gally:
Maybe it's your reputation. You were the only girl, but you're also a Runner, part of the shucking Council. People just naturally look up to you. Like, 'You dare to approach her? Huh?'

Newt:
*laughs* Yeah! If any of us heard about it, the kid's dead meat.

Frankie:
Huh. So, that's why I didn't have a lot of friends. You shanks scared them all away.

Newt:
...Sorry?

Gally:
*whispers* Not sorry.

Newt:
I mean, not just you. We'll do the same thing to any of our friends.

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Me:
Oh! Turns out there is a question for you, Newt! What do you think of Frankie and Minho's relationship? I want to hear about this from your perspective, too, Gal.

Gally:
It was... The first time it happened, I thought it was—

Newt:
Crazy.

Gally:
Exactly, crazy.

Newt:
Me, too.

Frankie:
*slightly offended* What? Why?

Newt:
It's not about you!

You're like my smart, brilliant, but stubborn sister and Minho's like a stupid... playful kid brother, who *a bit louder since he knows Minho is listening in somewhere* I TOTALLY LOVE AS A BEST FRIEND. We've been together as a family of Gladers for years, nothing significant happened, and then... Suddenly, one bloody night, when we were all sleeping outside—

Frankie:
No! Let's not talk about that!

Gally:
Oohhh.... I wasn't there but I heard about it.

Sonya:
Okay, someone have to fill me in soon. Newt.

Newt:
I'll tell you everything after this.

But after the shock was gone... I can totally see it. You know, how they're bloody good for each other. Their relationship isn't forced— it's easy, and right. They wake up, do their own things, and just return to each other like returning home at the end of the day.

They're, like, everyone's favourite OTP here.

*Gally and Sonya nods in agreement, Frankie looks down, blushing*

Me:
OMIGOSH, THEY'RE LIKE MY FAVOURITE OTP, TOO!

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Me:
This one's a question for Reggie and Frankie... I'm sorry, I need a moment.

Sonya:
Yeah... We all miss him, too.

Me:
How's Marie, by the way?

Sonya:
Better... *nods* Hanging in there.

Me:
*snorts then sniffles* Okay. Frank, can you tell us what happened to you and Reggie after you got banished into the Scorch? Before you met Jorge, Brenda, and the other Cranks?

Frankie:
Well... Um... We got lost, for two weeks.

We just agreed that we didn't want to die, so we walked around, hoping to find food and water before we're out of supply. We found abandoned houses here and there, got into a few bloody feud against fully Gone Cranks...

Actually, when we first stumbled into Jorge's Crank Palace, we didn't plan on staying. But when I— you know, tried to... do that, Reggie made a deal with the devil.

It's a really long and eventful story.

Me:
How did you two develop such a close bond?

Frankie:
Imagine being told that there's nothing good left out there in the world and then thrown out into the wasteland with thin supplies and one other person. We had to fully trust and rely on each other. There was no other option.

Reggie was talkative. He literally could talk about anything. And I'm more of a listener myself. So it worked for both of us pretty well.

We didn't know each other for a long time, but he was very important to me. He was one of my best friends.

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Me:
Last but not least, from aquila3000tv, EmmylaBrown, and estooo_ to Frankie! Are you and Minho going to get married and have kids?

Frankie:
*blushes madly*

Sonya:
Oh, sticks! Nice question!
*laughing*

Frankie:
Uh... That's still... so far in the future.

Newt:
So, what, Frank? You gotta have a vision! What do you see in ten years, maybe when you're twenty-seven and he's twenty-eight?

Gally:
*trying to cover his chortle and grin with his palm, eyeing Frankie expectantly*

Frankie:
That's— Did you ask him this question yesterday?

Me:
I did.

Frankie:
What— Uh, what did he say?

Me:
You tell us your answer first!

Frankie:
Shuck... Um... Yes, maybe?