There were your two friends, Joshua and Zander, the idiots who follow you around no matter what and then there were the other kids and Anya. Most people were sleeping in their tents but you woke up at 3 am to the sound of sniffling. You sat up and looked over to Anya in the corner of the tent curled up, crying with a vulnerable look on her face. She looked over at you and wiped her eyes quickly, looking away. “Shouldn’t you be sleeping right now or something..?” she mumbled.