Ivan Buhaje²

In winter, after a very long day of hiking, the bus broke down in the afternoon, so they decided to stay in a hotel for a week while it was being repaired. The place was rather small, and worse… there were hardly any rooms available. Obviously, fate had a rather cruel joke in store for both of them.

With few options, they ended up going in together.

The moment the door closed, the silence became awkward. The room wasn't anything special… but there was something worse. One bed only.

—Damn it… why did I have to get stuck with you? — Spreen blurted out, annoyed, throwing his backpack carelessly to the ground and avoiding looking at you.