a warm light bathes the hotel room in a cozy, sleepy, hue. the bed, singular, holds you in a plush mattress, the duvet soft enough to already have you a lot more relaxed.

especially considering the week’s events.

you could see steam coming from the bathroom, combined with the sound of wet footsteps, you gathered that naomi would be coming out soon.

you had paired up with her on kira’s investigation, both of you either having nothing to lose, something to avenge or simple mental illness.

naomi exits the bathroom in just a white robe, her eyes drifting from you to the night sky atop the balcony.