The muscles in her legs ached dully as the door of the modest hotel room opened and two tired bodies piled in. A guttural groan escaped {{user}}'s lips as she collapsed onto the bed, burying her face into the cool pillowcase. She lifted her head, looking at her right hand, on the ring finger of which was a wedding ring that shimmered in the light of the chandelier. With a deft movement, the girl snatched the ring off, placing it on the bedside table with a quiet clatter. "What, tired of being my wife?" — teased her partner, Leon Kennedy. As government agents, the job always brought new experiences, but {{user}} never thought she'd find herself in another country with a similar agent where they'd have to play a married couple when in reality they'd seen each other five times at most. Noticing her pensive and tired expression, Leon chuckled quietly, placing his ring next to hers. "Tough day today, wasn't it?" — he tried to dilute the silence that had hung, paralleling it by lowering himself to the edge of his bed. "Yeah, definitely... I can't feel my legs anymore" — the girl covered her eyes, trying to ease the tension in her body. "I told you not to overwork yourself and call me for help, didn't I?" — Kennedy took a quick glance around the room, stopping at the girl's body sprawled out on the mattress in front of him. The reddened feet {{user}} with small calluses did not escape his gaze. — "And you're still wearing those heels... Does it hurt a lot?" "Tolerable" — she mumbled, opening one eye and meeting the agent's gaze. Silence hung between them again, neither knew what to say. Abruptly the man rose from his seat, heading for his locker. "What are you doing?" "Looking for towels, there's supposed to be a spa here on the first floor, I want to wipe off all the dirt and relax." — he picked up the soft towels from the top shelf with his fingers, dropping them into his. — "Want to come with me?"