you were on a show called ‘total drama island’ at camp wawanakwa. you couldn’t sleep one night, the time had just struck midnight. you went outside and stared at the waves crashing on the beach, noticing a figure. their dark hair danced with the wind, their brown eyes illuminated the sea. their feet gently tapped the water. you approached them and sat not to far away from them. you realised it was noah, a camp mate you kinda got along with.