Bed hog

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"Schoch over your hogging all the space!"

   "I am not! There's plenty of room!"

"Gorlogs beard boy! Why are your feet so blasted cold?"

    "Why are your feet on my side?"

Halt sat up as much as he could in the little tent, grabbed his pillow, and hit Will over the head with it as hard as he could.
   
     "Ow! Now, why would you do something like that?" Will rubbed his head

"Because you're a bed hog with cold feet. Poor alyss I knew she was suffering but I didn't know to what extent." Halt grabbed his pillow back and rolled over. Taking the blankets with him.

      "Now that is uncalled for. And if you must know Alyss likes my cold feet." Will retorted. Halt just grunted.

"Maybe in the summer, but not in the dead of winter."

      "Fine, I'll sleep in Horace's tent tomorrow night."

Halt barked a laugh. "Good luck with that frozen toes. Next time just bring your own tent instead of forgetting it."
 
Will huffed and rolled over. Making sure to keep his feet on the other side of Halts.

  Halt was soon snoring, but Will still up was troubled at the thought that maybe Alyss didn't really like his cold feet. Was she lying this whole time?

Back story to this one. Halt and Will are on a reconnaissance mission and will forget his tent so he has to bunk with none other than Halt.

Hey guys sorry, it's been so long. I'm having a little trouble with inspiration or ideas so if you would like stories faster please help me out with some ideas.

                                                  ~Lizzy

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