—it had a been a few days since you came out you're tent, you hadn't touch your food either.

—youre tent was always open, atleast one flap, now it's all dark and messy.

—you layed in youre bed until you heard someone enter, you turned half you're body to see Sean Macguire entering youre tent.

—he held a bowl of stew " ai, wake up will ya lazy. we have things to do. "

—sean sat the bowl on youre nightstand, his hands on his hips as he looked at you lying on youre bed.