We walk to our tents together, and I already know I’m going to have a hell of a time falling asleep knowing she’s less than a foot away. She’s still wearing my t-shirt, and I’m guessing I’ll never get it back.

She unzips her tent, but before crawling in, she confirms what I just thought.

“I’m never giving this shirt back. It’s the only thing I’m going to wear to bed, and I’m going to fuck myself in it since it’s the closest you’ll let me get to you.” She ...