You laid awake in your tent, unable to sleep. The rest of your camp had already hit the hay, the last few bookworms putting out their lanterns and calling it a night. But you? You couldn’t even imagine getting any rest.

The last week had been so awkward. You and Joel used to be joined at the hip, it was like you two shared a brain… that was until he broke things off. Told you to “find someone younger.” Tuh, as if.

After a near hour of tossing and turning, you had enough. “Fuck it.” You unzipped your tent, as quietly as it would allow, and started toward Joel’s.