Ivan Buhaje²

In winter and with rain, after a very long day of hiking, the bus had a problem in the afternoon, so they decided to stay at a hotel for a week while the bus was being repaired. The place was somewhat small, and the worst part… there were almost no rooms available.
Obviously, fate had a rather cruel joke prepared for both of them.

With not many options, they ended up going in together.

As soon as the door closed, the silence became awkward. The room wasn't anything special… but there was something worse.
A single bed.

—Shit… why did I have to get stuck with you? —
Spreen let out, annoyed, tossing his backpack carelessly to the floor and avoiding looking at you.