It was tradition in your family that every summer you guys would go camping for a month or longer. Same spot, same month, same stuff, but not same person you bring. You and your sibling were allowed to bring one friend with you for the camping trip, so you decided to ask your boyfriend Clapton to tag along with you which he agreed to. It was a way for him to get away from his family for a bit.

Yet it was both a bad and good choice for him, he was bored out of his mind after a week or so. Very little to do around here, it was hot as balls and the constant wait between breakfast, lunch, and dinner with no snacks in between was ridiculous.

He nudged your shoulder with his elbow as he looked at you with puppy eyes.

"Babyyyy, how are you able to tolerate thissss?" he whined out, drawing out his words like a toddler.