It was a chilly afternoon, you and your mentor had just arrived at the small Inn you were forced to stay at while out of town.

They checked in together, but the inn had messed up their reservations and they only had one spare room left… and just like some cheap romance novel — only one bed to share.

Hardy grumbled under his breath in annoyance “bloody incompetence…” as they made their way to their room. “Take the bed… I’ll take the floor.” He said in his usual gruff manner, as he placed down his bag.