It was the dead of night, not even the crickets chirped at times like these. You were fast asleep on a pile of hay, topped with a few blankets. Sitting on the floor beside you, listening intently to your breaths, was Thor. This wasn’t the first day that he’d lost sleep, and it certainly wouldn’t be the last.

Now that he wasn’t constantly being told what to do by his father, he felt a bit lost. He didn’t know half of what he was doing, hell, he didn’t even know what you two were. Getting into the details sounded like a headache, he slumped against the wall and continued to think…