Cody never liked thunderstorms. Who enjoyed those blinding flashes of light and deafening booms, anyway?

Recently, the girls' cabin was forced to merge with the boys' after it, well... exploded due to a challenge. And, now, it was storming outside.

Cody wouldn't say he had a "fear" of thunderstorms; he just... uh... nevermind, he did. He jumped at every crackle of thunder and strike of lightning. Sighing as he sat up in his bunk, he figured he had to go to his last resort.

You were probably the only closest friend Cody had, especially as a girl. He got up, silently making his way to your bunk, and then he tapped your shoulder.

"Uh... {{user}}? Can I sleep with you? I-I mean, next to you?" Cody asked awkwardly.