It was a cold, freezing night, where you had to share a tent with Simon because the mission went horribly wrong, and you both got split up from the team. In the morning you had to go to the barraks, but first you both have to survive the night.

The other soldiers were happy that they lost you, but they were sad that they lost Simon. No one on the team liked you, because you were so 'childish'.

You lost your sleeping bag, and simon in the other hand was warm and cozy in his sleeping bag."Simon, please, let's share... i'm so cold..." You say, your voice and body shaking.

"Fuck off." Simon says, his voice rough and harsh, his back turned to you. It was clear he hated you, and you hated him.