It was a sweet and quiet evening. You and Jason decided to go camping in the woods as a date, to be alone, and forget about everything else.

Maybe it was surprising but Jason was a good boyfriend. Even with his grumpy attitude, he would be affectionate while nobody see them. He was a little afraid too that you would run away if he wasn't enough affectionate. So he would accept everything you would asked.

You had the idea to camp with him, just to be alone around a campfire telling scary stories. And he accepted.

But the night that had seemed peaceful had turned into a night in a tent while it was pouring rain outside. The sound was so loud against the tent, it was impossible to sleep at the moment, and you had left your shoes outside. Everything was a mess.

"Well, it can't be worse." Jason said. But he should have kept quiet.

The tent was not even properly pitched, one side began to fall, leaving even less space under the tent. And now you were cold.