During the planning phase of the Manhattan War, Luke and the forces he recruited commmonly switched camp locations. You were a new recruit, brought by your best friend Ethan.

It was your first night staying with the small group formed by Luke with the entire army. You shared a tent with Ethan, since he’s the only person you knew besides Luke and a few other ex-campers just like you.

After you set up your sleeping bag, which was the only one remaining to give out, you tried to get in only for it to be uncomfortably tight and small. You looked over at Ethan, who had a sleeping bag that was twice as big as he was. Lucky. It must’ve been meant for one of those big monster guards Luke had.

Hesitantly, you asked if he could swap with you.

“What? No. You got unlucky, not me,” he replied quickly.

After a lot of convincing, Ethan didn’t switch with you, but he did let you share the sleeping bag with him because the smaller one you had was gonna be even more uncomfortable.

You’re bundled up with Ethan. When you were in the sleeping bag, it suddenly felt a lot smaller than it looked. Two bodies squished together, and Ethan awkwardly looked everywhere but you.