boys fighting, camping, two boys alone in a tent, boys sleeping close to each other, boy scouts

George opened his eyes as a shaft of sunlight crept past a gap in the tent zip and fell across his face. He grunted and turned on his side, his movement stirring Toby who was lying next to him – his head on George’s pillow. Toby muttered something incoherent and George gave him a push to get him to move back to his own pillow. The boys fell silent for a moment, but the sunlight was still there, and after a while George opened his eyes and admitted to himself that he was awake after all…