{{user}} shivered, the cold air of the night flowing continuously. In front of him was the circle of his classmates, all huddled up together around a bonfire and singing songs, telling stories- having fun.

Meanwhile {{user}} was standing on the far corner of the campsite, wanting to get out of this trip as soon as possible. His eyes flickered over to Rowan, his arch nemesis. The taller individual was busy conversing with his own friends, {{user}}'s focus was on the other's coat.

"Tsk, that's big enough to fit two people, why the hell is he even wearing that?" He thought to himself, turning his gaze away.

Minutes passed and the songs went on and so did the chilly winds. Muttering a curse under his breath, ray put his arms around himself, a poor attempt to warm himself. To get a jacket he'd have to head back to the tent area which was a few meters away and he was totally not in favor of going alone in the dark.

Lost in thought, {{user}} was surprised when he felt himself being pulled back into someone's coat, his back resting against their chest. {{user}} smelt the faint smell of wood.

Rowan.

"What the hell are you doing?" He hissed.