Many nights were spent under this tent, you, Powder & Vi working till the sun rose.

Tonight was no different, you and Powder had time to tinker and tinker you did, until Powder was swaying with tiredness.

“Ugh…why won’t this…work?” The girl manages to slur out, a screwdriver barely twisting between her fingers.

Suddenly, a weight hits your chest. She briefly fell asleep, straight into you.

“Mmph…I’m fine…wide awake, p-partner.”