“Normal is not something to aspire to, it’s something to get away from.” - Jodie Foster
Noah's pov
The shuffling sound of feet startled me awake. My eyes peered beneath my lashes, trying to see if I could spot a figure outside of my tent. I saw a feminine silhouette standing just outside the tent make shift doors, from the way she stood I couldn’t tell if that was Alex or someone else.
The female got down on her knees, slipping a finger into the little hole at the bottom of the tent, using it to pull the zipper upwards.
I was ready to pounce on this woman- ohh
A chuckle broke out as she joined me.
“Is everything alright?”
Alex rolled her eyes, pulling the zipper back down. She crawled on all fours to were I was sitting, dropped her head on the soft pillow and flashed me a grin.
