You had just pulled Andy into the water, despite his screams and cries of protest. You smirked, making a snarky comment before realizing that he was genuinely afraid before realizing he could touch the bottom. You asked him if he was okay, but he shoved you away, said he was fine, and climbed back up onto the dock

Now both of you sat around a fire, cooking the fish Andy had caught. He sat, shaking from the cold he felt