EVA LEVESQUE
I woke up from the noise outside. The sunlight peeked through the gaps of the tent and hit my face. Sound of carts being pushed around and people talking. I slowly got up and sat down, trying to process where I was.
I hissed from the sharp pain I felt in my head. It felt like it was being cracked open but on a tolerable scale.
“You’re awake?”
I turned around to see Flynn sitting on his bed with his legs crossed while munching on an apple. He grinned at me and waved his hand.
“Get that stupid grin off of your face, why do you look so happy?” Irene said. She was already dressed in combat attire and is now wearing support cuffs on her wrists. She has a quiver on her pack full of arrows and a bow laying flat on her bed.
“Eva slept next to me last night.” Flynn beamed.
