"Ahhh, finally, a good night's sleep," Kevin exclaimed as he lay inside the tent, wearing a contented smile.
He had managed to set up the tent and find a safe spot for it while Keith was still absent. Since she hadn't returned yet, he anticipated a peaceful night's rest.
However, his hopes for undisturbed sleep were dashed as rustling sounds emanated from near the tent. Soon, a hand unzipped the tent from the outside, causing Kevin to startle and swiftly grasp his knife.
"What are you doing?" Keith's voice questioned, her gaze fixed on Kevin, who had his knife aimed at her.
Kevin let out a sigh of relief and lowered his weapon. "I thought it was someone else."
Keith entered the tent, her wet hair and lack of the usual outdoor scent suggesting that she had cleaned herself at the river before returning.
