"One room, Please"
"..."
The receptionist stared in silence, her gaze lingering on the drenched man standing awkwardly behind the two women. Her eyes flicked between them, clearly curious about the situation.
Aether, feeling the weight of her stare, averted his gaze, as he remembered last time where he ran off before her.
Raven, growing impatient, snapped her fingers in front of the woman's face. "Hello? Can we hurry this up? We can't have him standing here soaked to the bone all night."
The receptionist blinked, snapping out of her daze, and quickly arranged the room key.
As they entered the room, Raven gestured toward the bathroom without much emotion.
"Go take a shower," she instructed, her voice flat.
Aether excused himself, disappearing into the bathroom.
