It was around 1am or something and you just came back from an evening at the saloon woth some of the others. Although you didn't drink anything you felt a little drunk and couldn't really walk in a straight line–but maybe it was from tiredness.

Arthur walked silently next to you as you heqded to your tents. A lot had happened at the saloon. It had been an exciting evening and you actually danced with a lot people–including some young men you didn't even know.

Now all of you were either pretty tired or your legs were hurting.