Clothed only with broken clothes and half a piece of sod, Locke was woken up in the middle of the night by freezing, and woke up to find Angelina at some point clinging to Locke like an octopus, and the sleeping Locke had no qualms about grasping the mushy mass of flesh with both hands, and Angelina's clothes were pinched out of shape by him.
Er, frozen awake Locke awkwardly withdrew his salty hand, weaving to half of the half piece of turf before falling asleep Locke mostly to Angelina cover, he only covered a corner, campfire extinguished after no wonder was frozen awake. Sucked in his nose, Locke quietly broke open Angelina's limbs, wrapped himself in that piece of rags, hurriedly walked to the extinguished fire before the fire, the fire has no sparks, only a pile of burned the rest of
