"No - no. What are you talking about? Bonfire? No, I just want to sleep. Please let me sleep. I can start a bonfire any time, I’ll just set Kurt’s room on fire or something.” Lucy groaned, curling up deeper under a tree as she wrapped her arms around her eyes. She’d spent the last week sleeping in Patrick and while she was used to it, she’d grown soft and craved her own bed back home.









