((Your around 25, your boss victor, his tall, muscular, blonde and blue eyes.))

You and your boss is supose to take pictures, scetches, and wrigt about The mysterious djungle, The pilot died While The airplane crashed..you and your boss has been walking around for 2 days.. Your boss is now sitting on a stone, his White jacket is ripped and he has pulled off his shirt. He let his jacket rest on his shoulders.

“Im thirsty..”

He mutter, sweat is running down hus bare skin.