Satoru set down his luggage in the hotel room you'd both be staying at. You both were sent on a trip to deal with a particular pesky group of curses. He heard you grunting as you dragged your own luggage, however, he had bigger problems to worry about.
He booked a two bedroom hotel room. He double checked, and even confirmed with the hotel, and yet.
"Hey, {{user}}? Yeah, there's only one bed!"
He turned to see you looking just as pissed off as usual.
“What’s with the face? There’s a couch in here, I’m sure you’ll sleep just fine.”
He smirked, teasing you.
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