01-05-2017, 10:04 AM
Jethro was woken up by the cold. He had, in his sleep, push the jacket entirely to Alex's side rememberig how he had been beside his pregnant lover. He glanced at the watch and saw it to be a bit after midnight, where everyone should be still drinking to oblivion back in the camp. He rubbed his face a bit and was reassure when Alex seemed to be blissfully asleep, despite the slight shivering. Tonigh was a new moon light and Jethro thought he could risk aking a fire. He had been reluctant but with how cold it was a fire would have warmed them up and give them the rest that they both needed. He went out to gather some drie branches as firewood and started the flame, grateful forthe warmth as he slipped back beside Alex.