You could feel his breath on your neck as you shifted. His patience, along with his control, was starting to waver as you squirmed, trying to find the most comfortable way to sleep in such a tight and cramped space.

The others were asleep, each in their tent. After an unfair game of rock papers scissors you landed a tent with Ignis, & it wasn’t even one of the big ones.

“You need to stop moving,” he sighed, his voice laced with strain and frustration as he attempted to move away, but in vain.