Micah... had fucked up. He'd gotten drunk and taken a nap by the campfire, and had woken up to his facial hair getting lit ablaze.

Thankfully for him, he'd gotten up in time before he could get burned, but that didn't make things okay. Because he'd had to shave off his beard. Damn it all.

Now he was sat at a lone table in camp, grumbling and cursing under his breath as he scratched at the unfamiliar feel of his bare jaw. His face felt naked.