Berkley "Hey, what are you doing?!" Kingston stomps after me. "Ugh....checking over your handy work, seeing what you found? What does it look like I'm doing?" I quipped as I plopped myself down next to a tree. Book in lap, ready to dig in, then just before I start- it's ripped away from me. "What the-" Kingston's not-so-little body falls down beside me, pushing me off balance. "Yeah," he grunts as he adjusts himself. God, it's like an elephant fitting himself into a mouse hole, yet, we're out in the open. So much space and the guy still squeezes himself in next to me. "I don't think so. I slaved hard over this for the last five hours or more. You're not taking my hard-earned work away from me." he narrows his eyes. I scoff at him, and he flinches from my harshness. "Hard. Earned. Wo