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Immediately we walked into the room, my face fell.

Two beds.

Separated by a nightstand drawer.

Both laid neatly.

"If you knew we were getting a room with two beds, you should have gotten two different rooms instead."

He stops unpacking, glancing behind his back swiftly before returning to the luggages.

"Well we'd use the two."

"What– how?"

"We'd break one," he says in a calm voice, turning around fully to face me. "and we'd sleep in one."

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