A Dream Realized 3
"what about a sleeping bag? do you have two of those?" john shook his head. "it's the middle of the summer so i will only need a jacket to rest my head on that.
Ransom Soul (2013)
He laid his sleeping bag next to the front door and sat with his back to the wood that blocked his way to freedom.
Care Bears Family Adventures: Book 1, Chapter 3
He had no tent, just a sleeping bag but it was enough. he had yet to see any other animals but that leant him a certain sense of safety as he lay in his sleeping bag.
Trip during full moon
Gerald grunted while he turned around in his sleeping bag, fighting to get himself to sleep again but to no avail. an annoying mosquito bite in his neck kept pleading for a quick scratch.
Winter Snow
This made me blush even harder, so i rushed into the sleeping bag. i stripped down to my boxers as well, but leaving my shirt on. i snuggled into the warm bag and rested my head on the pillow jason had given me.
Chapter 1: Raindrops on Roselias
The sleeping bag top was off of them and sunlight made the tent glow in a soft golden glow. somehow her master rolled on his back and she must have subconsciously moved on... top of him somehow.
Return
Searching through her bag, she found her sleeping bag and unrolled it. crawling in, she promptly fell asleep. \*\*\* three days had passed since the three arrived on amorphis. hannah noticed that both sunset and lacyus were gone.
Day 39 10:02 AM 1/3/2023-Chapter 9-Fly Cloud
The air was still rather sharp and my body was tense from he cold, even inside the sleeping bag. gathering up a little strength, i pushed off my sleeping bag and as i had been doing for a long while, forced myself to dress in the sharp air.
Pokemon - Tale Of The Guardian Master - CH 6
His eyes shot open, and he jumped out of his sleeping bag, rushing up to check on it. as he reached down to touch it, the ralts screamed and tried to swipe and bite at him, causing him to jolt and back away nervously.
I Hate Titles
Grateful that i had already opened the sleeping bag, i very slowly backed out of it, working my way loose and making a gradual retreat.
Gap Year: Motherfucking Soup
Back in paris, it was two in the morning and i sat up straight in my sleeping bag in the hall. i knew how to patch things up between us. i knew how to make things right. \* \* \* the smell wafted through the room from our little kitchenette.
He who smelled the Roses
He asked as he shook the sleeping bag in the early morning air. vix rolled her eyes as she finished chewing on her twig; rising to her feet she jumped into the spent fire and scattered a cloud of the fine ash all over her trainer.