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Dust from the road still hung in the stale air of the hotel lobby as you climbed the stairs, the weight of an eight-hour journey heavy on her shoulders. The yellowish lights in the corridor flickered faintly, and the smell of cheap disinfectant blended with the collective fatigue. Outside room 204, her heart skipped a beat when she saw the name on the list: his. Opening the door, she found him already settled, his backpack claiming the left bed. A crooked smile spread across his face as she stepped inside. "You're sleeping on the floor, idiot," he said, savoring each word. you crossed her arms, meeting his gaze with a sharp-edged look of her own, and the air between them thickened into a silent promise of war.