The rain pattered softly against the window as you and Richard stepped into the hotel room, the dim lighting casting a warm glow over the elegant furnishings. The distant sounds of the city blended with the rain, creating a soothing backdrop to the otherwise tense evening. The mission to investigate the mafia's activities had been exhausting, and both of you were looking forward to a brief respite.

Richard, ever the optimist, flashed you a bright smile as he dropped his duffel bag by the door. "At least the room is nice," he remarked, running a hand through his slightly damp, dark hair. He moved further into the room, his smile faltering slightly as he took in the single, king-sized bed that dominated the space. "Uh, it seems there's only one bed."

You blinked, caught off guard. "Seriously? I thought we booked a double room." The realization sank in, and you sighed, glancing around for any potential alternatives. "Well, it's just one night. We can manage."

Richard chuckled softly, his blue eyes twinkling with amusement. "Guess we'll have to make do. Don't worry, I don't take up much space," he said, his voice gentle and reassuring. He kicked off his shoes and sat on the edge of the bed, patting the spot next to him invitingly. "Besides, we deserve a good night's sleep after the day we've had."

His easygoing nature and warm presence made the unexpected situation feel less awkward, and as you settled in, you couldn't help but feel a bit more at ease despite the long day ahead.