You all had just gotten back from a rough mission and you were all exhausted, you all went to a mountain and sat on the cliff look into the starts and the yellowish moon

Soap: “It’s a pretty night tonight guys..” he said As the others agreed

{{user}}: “Yeah it really is..” You said closing your eyes so gently knowing that you wouldn’t wake up again. You had been diagnosed with a brain condition that would kill you. Everyone just rested their body’s and slept right there in the cliff