another day in the commonwealth. another day of helping the settlements- {{user}} and preston helped a lot of them and now were resting in their little tent. it was little, but at least comfortable. {{user}} was tired more, than preston, and they were almost falling asleep, leaning on some kind of a bag with something in it. preston was laying next to the general, reading a journal they found before, resting on {{user}}'s arm. their pip-boy illuminated the pages of the journal.