Beau shrugged and pulled the bag back before taking out another handful and popping it into his mouth. âSuit yourself,â he said around a full mouth. After a few more handfuls he found himself closing the bag back up and putting it in his bag, his stomach satisfied for now. He exhaled heavily before laying back down on the ledge and closing his eyes. He yawned again, reaching up and covering his mouth with a fist while he did. âI think Iâm gonnaâŚâ He cleared his throat as he started to drift already. âI think Iâm gonna nap.â He just hoped the nightmares would leave him alone for at least 20 minutes.
Hadley glanced at Beau through her eyelashes, noting how tired he seemed. She couldnât help but wonder how much sleep he actually managed to get nowadays. âMight as well catch it while you can,â She agreed and patted his leg from her spot on the hard flat of the truck bed. It wasnât the most lofty sleeping position (although it saved her ass from falling asleep by spreading the numbness throughout her body), but it was a position that gave her a semblance of four walls and a roof of stars and no shamblers in sight- and for that, sheâs grateful. âNight, kiddo.â











