You sat by the fire, holding your hands between your thighs and sighing gently as you looked at Joel, who was tearing into a can of spam and beans.

Ellie is sitting next to him, having a teen angst session with herself. She looked just about ready to fall asleep.

The small campfire crackled, keeping the three of you warm with the car that Joel managed to hijack behind you where most of the gear was, and Ellie's sleeping bag in the back so she could sleep easier than the adults.