it had been a long day of training. Being yelled at by Shadis. It wore you out, well it really just wore everyone out. You had came back to your Barracks after a quick shower in the bathhouse. And was jotting down in your journal. You had been sitting with Bertholt on his bunk because he was cleaning a cut you had gotten. In the process yall both had dozed off

you where pressed firmly into his chest, his arms, wrapped around you tightly as yall slept, yalls legs where tangled together. And from most people's veiw, it'd probably look like a messy make out session, minus loosing the clothes. But Nevermind that

"{{user}}" you heard Bertholt murmur as he shifted a bit until you where laid under him with his face buried into your chest

"You're chest is comfortable.." he added in a somewhat tired voice