Sitting in the Watch Tower with Ghost was not on your list of wants, if at all. Yet have it as you might, neither of you spent the night out on it this week, so you were due for a turn.

Everything seemed fine - quiet, calm, until a light rain started. This didn’t bug either of you much, until the wind increased and the rain picked up, soft rolls of thunder heard.

“Don’t tell me you’re scared of water now?” He furrowed his brows at you, adjusting his position and rifle.