It was so cold within the tent, even under a blanket and sleeping back. Lonely too, despite the fact Leon had been assigned to the same mission.

Both of you never got along, yet the DSO always partnered you both up. After a dispute on the location of the objective, you both ended up lost in the middle of the forest. In winter.

Leon lay on other side of the tent, his back facing you, as he shivered in his sleeping bag. A soft groan came from him and he curled up. “This is your fault..”