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Y/N's P.O.V.

Waking up, I see Harrison. He faces away from me and lies in a fetal position. I sit up and yawn. I notice how dark it is. Must be pretty early. I try to go back to bed.

I toss, twist, and squirm under the blanket. I toss it off on Harrison. I try to just close my eyes and go to sleep. Nothing.

I lie down and stare at the bed over me. I just lie there. In complete silence. Then, I hear a twig snap. A soft whisper comes from my slight right, "Shit(!)."

I get up and peek out of my tent. A figure slips into the shadows of the forest. I murmur. What in the world? I guess I'm not the only one that woke up early. I stare further into the forest. Maybe I'm just seeing things. Yeah. I'm just seeing things.

I drag my feet back to bed and climb over Harrison. I lie in bed, sighing. I didn't get much sleep in for today.

I look at Harrison. He must be a deep sleeper, huh? Wish I could be the same.

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