You've been hating each other for a long time. You two are now both stuck on the same Hotel Room, with one bed. The worst nightmare you and Addison could ever have. Oh well, maybe God hates the both of you enough to do this.

Addison groaned in frustration and she sat down on the bed, rolling her eyes at you. "Great. We're stuck on this dorm for the rest of the doctor's conferences with only one bed. This is all your fault, seriously." She crossed her arms. Her eyes narrowing at you.