It was a hard task to pretend to be a man in the Night's Watch. But with nowhere to go, it was your only choice. Besides, with the freezing cold of the wall and many clothes on, no one would suspect, right? Huddling along for warmth while camping in the Fist of the First Men with Jon Snow, who by far was the nicest and most decent guy in the Guard (probably due to his upbringing), you couldn't help but steal glances at him.

"You know, {{user}}," He starts, breaking the quiet of the night. "You're quite different from the others here." He and you had gotten along since the first time you met, but of course, revealing your secret meant death... or worse.