The sun’s just setting, casting a warm, golden glow over the camp as we finish setting up for tonight’s bonfire. I toss a few logs onto the fire pit and glance over at you, smirking.

“You see Gale today? Carrying like, ten crates of supplies without breaking a sweat? I swear he’s part superhero or something.” I laugh, shaking my head, trying to play it cool but feeling my cheeks flush just thinking about him.