They had hiked almost a dozen miles that day in the Snowdonia National Park and the evening – as explained by Guy – was to be very chilled and relaxed as they would be climbing Mount Snowdon the next day and he wanted everyone to be well rested.

"Zosia… Zosia?" Arthur said softly as he attempted to rouse his sleeping flatmate who had let her head hit the pillow from the moment that they had set the tent up to catch up on lost sleep. It was only early evening but after working far more hours than she'd hoped in the early hours of the morning, she needed some respite.

"Hm?" She mumbled sleepily.

"Dom's just serving up dinner." Arthur explained as he looked out of the open tent entrance where the door had been rolled up as it was a nice summer evening, to see his other flatmate dishing up the food, from the disposable BBQ that they'd bought from the nearby supermarket, onto some plastic plates.

"Oh right." Zosia stretched her arms out before she repositioned herself to sit cross legged on her sleeping bag as Dom entered with three plates of steaming hot food.

"Barbequed chicken skewers, Trangia-cooked flavoured rice and grilled corn." Dom announced.

"Thank you." Zosia said gratefully. She knew that at times the three were very unorganised and always messed about but when she they wanted to be, the three functioned just like a family unit.

"And you're not going back to sleep for at least another couple of hours otherwise you'll be up at 3am and you won't be able to sleep." Dom added sternly.

"I know." She huffed. She also knew that she was lucky to have such kind and caring friends – even if they were annoying sometimes, they always looked after her whether she was drunk, unwell or just exhausted.

"You missed your father's speech." Arthur stated.

"Yeah? What did he say? And please cut out the boring bits that I don't need to know."

"We're leaving at 8am tomorrow sharpish, we'll need up to an additional 1800-2000 calories tomorrow on top of what we normally consume so we need to make sure we have enough supplies and water, and we're coming back to this campsite tomorrow night so we don't have to pack up the tent or carry our bags up there." Dom explained.

"Right. I'll go shopping after this then; I haven't got much in the way of food." Zosia sighed.

"No need, we're already one step ahead of you." Dom smiled as he nodded to a corner of the tent where there were several Sainsbury's carrier bags.

"Did you get stuff for me too?"

"No, we thought we'd let you walk to the supermarket all by yourself later and we'd just get food for us." Dom said sarcastically before Zosia yawned.

"We need to do something after dinner or I'm just going to fall asleep again." She declared.

"I do believe that this is the perfect opportunity for Snog, Marry, Avoid!" Dom sung.

"You brought blister plasters didn't you?" Jonny asked after he'd peeled his sweaty sock off to reveal a punctured blister on the arch of his foot.

"Do you want one?" She asked.

"Please." Jonny nodded at his partner who was using a facial wipe to cleanse her visage as they both sat in their tent in the evening preparing for the next day. "Thanks. But I should probably go and jump in the shower before I put one on." He said as he grabbed a towel and toiletry bag from his hiking bag. "Oh, you don't need to carry a bag tomorrow; I can take both of our supplies in my little rucksack." He added as he noticed that she had put together a small pile of things like her water bottle and a few snacks next to a smaller rucksack.

"It's fine, I'm taking a bag anyway." Jac stated.

"No, there's no point in us both taking a bag. Whatever you need, you can put in my bag. The side pockets are empty if you want to use those, and there's room for your water bottle in the main compartment." He explained and he knew exactly why she was reluctant. It was because of the same reason that she had begun to panic when she realised that she had forgotten her painkillers. "I'll leave it here, you add whatever you want to it." He smiled reassuringly before got up and headed for the toilets whilst he left his bag – that already had several snacks in it – wide open for her to use.

Similar to a typical teenage sleepover, Zosia, Dom and Arthur were zipped up in their tent with an LED lamp in the middle as it had gotten dark outside.

"Okay, the ultimate game of snog, marry, avoid." Dom announced. "Zosia, you're going first to stop you from falling asleep." He declared.

"Hit me." She replied confidently.

"Wait, are we doing celebrities, friends, colleagues…?" Arthur asked. He'd been reluctant to join in the first time that they'd played the game together in the flat but they'd played it so many times that he had become relatively comfortable with it.

"Any." Dom shrugged. "Right um… Arthur, myself and Jonny."

"Are you kidding me?" Zosia laughed.

"Nope. Come on. If there's too much delaying we'll have to come up with a penalty." Dom threatened.

"Alright… I'd probably snog you Dom because I know how much you'd hate it, Jonny obviously has bad taste in women as he's going out with the ice queen so I'll avoid him and that leaves Arthur to marry." Zosia explained. "Now your turn and I'm going to make it difficult… Katie Hopkins–"

"Ugh." Dom interrupted.

"Katie Price." Zosia listed. "And… oh who's that singer you hated on the x factor called Katie?"

"Katie Waissel?" Arthur suggested.

"Yeah."

"Noooo! Her hair was awful!" Dom moaned.

"Nope, come on. Make your decision." Zosia ordered. "Otherwise we'll have to come up with a penalty." She said patronisingly.

"Fine. I'll avoid Katie Hopkins as I avoid anyone with a mouth that big, I'd have to snog Katie Waissel purely because I couldn't put up with her for more than several seconds and that leaves…"

"Marrying Katie Price." Arthur smirked.

"That was an awful one! At least give me some men for the next one so I can make an informed decision." Dom said sulkily. "Alright come on Zosia, you come up with 3 people for Arthur."

"What?" She frowned.

"I believe the proper term is 'pardon'." Arthur remarked.

"Sorry, I didn't hear. I think my ear is blocked or something." She frowned.

"Are you feeling alright? You're not coming down with something are you?" Dom asked concernedly as he felt her forehead with the back of his hand which Zosia proceeded to swat away.

"I'm fine." She protested. "Come on, let's just play the game."

It was nearing 10pm and Jac and Jonny had just had a late dinner of a camping boil-in-the-bag meal cooked on their Trangia consisting of rice and a chicken curry that had been far too salty for Jac's liking.

"What time are you getting up in the morning?" Jonny asked but as he looked up, he caught his partner taking her medication with a sip of water and he could tell she had tried to be discreet so he just pretended to pay no attention to the box of pills.

"I've set my alarm for 6 o'clock so that I can go to that café not far back to get a coffee and something for breakfast before we set off."

"Oh right. Can I join you?"

"Depends. Is it possible for you to be up that early in the morning?" She asked.

"I can make an exception–"

"Yeah, for food." Jac scoffed.

"No. To spend some time alone with you." Jonny protested as he placed his hand on top of hers.

"Oh right." Jac seemed a little stumped that for once he wasn't being sarcastic, he was being serious. The trek meant that they spent a lot of time with their colleagues and even when they didn't, their tents didn't give them a lot of privacy because anything said could be heard by anyone within close proximity.

"We'll leave here at 6:45am yeah?" He smiled.

"Um… yeah alright."

"It's a date."

"It is not a date." Jac declared.

"Yeah, you tell yourself that." Jonny grinned.

To the reviewer asking for a Zosia and Ollie Fic, I might try to write a oneshot of them but I'm really busy at the moment so it might not happen before I go on holiday (when I'm taking a break from fanfic). And to all the reviewers, thank you!