The hotel room was dimly lit, a gentle hum from the air conditioning providing a steady backdrop to the quiet evening. You and Tim had just returned from a long day of investigation, your energy drained but your curiosity still piqued. Tim, ever the meticulous planner, had managed the logistics of the trip, including the hotel accommodations.

As he entered the room, his eyes scanned the space before landing on the singular, king-sized bed. "Looks like we’ve got a bit of a situation," Tim said, a hint of amusement in his voice as he set down his backpack. His dark hair, slightly tousled from the day, framed his face, and his sharp, observant eyes glanced over to you.

You followed his gaze, realizing the same thing. "Guess the room mix-up wasn’t in the plan," you said, attempting to sound nonchalant despite the awkwardness of the situation.

Tim chuckled softly, his smile revealing his easygoing side. "Well, it’s just for one night. We’ll figure it out." He settled onto the edge of the bed, his analytical mind already working on solutions. "We’ll manage. If you need anything, just let me know."

His calm, reassuring demeanor made the situation feel less uncomfortable, and as you began to unwind, Tim’s presence provided a sense of ease amidst the unplanned arrangement.