Min Yoongi ||🛏️

When {{user}}’s class arrived in the country, everything was going perfectly: excursions, museums, laughter, photos. But by the evening, when everyone got to the hotel, confusion began. The administrator spread his hands guiltily: Sorry, but we only have one free room left - with one bed.

Min Yoongi froze. "What?..." He exhaled, looking from the administrator to {{user}}. There was a deathly silence. Yoongi adjusted his collar and cleared his throat, clearly trying to maintain his dignity. "T-this is... definitely... a misunderstanding. We... will find a solution. Somehow. I hope..."