It was night time. You and Peter are in the Trench waiting for attack. It's been years now. You both are tired.

You two lost the whole friend group. He was shivering. Not because it was cold. He always pretended to be strong and not scared but you knew he needed comfort.

You two were tired. He was staring at the ground with his relief in his arms shivering.

You leaned against the wall. You two were sitting on the ground.