Can't pop out of nowhere

I pressed my finger on the hickey on my thigh. It was red, swollen, and rather hot. I kept thinking about his lip and the way he held my thigh. I wasn't an inexperienced woman, but it had been a long time since I had done it.

Leaning against the wall, I found myself thinking about the most douche man in the universe. My friend, Fanny, always said that all women had an ex whom they wanted to throw in the cage of tigers.

If I threw my ex  I think that the tigers would get diarrhoea if they eat that disgusting creature.

As usual, I was thinking about unimportant things.

I was free to move, but I didn't leave the camp. There would be guards outside. It was still dark. The mountains could get cold and dangerous. I touched the back of my head. The wound was really gone. Did I really get poisoned?

My stomach growled loudly.

"I am hungry." I lied down on the col