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“Cindrix, are we really going to spend our night here?” I asked him as soon as he parked the car in the parking lot.
“Yeah. Why?” He asked while wearing a coat, then he looked at me.
“Uh...well. This hotel looks so expensive. We can just go to your house.”
“We can’t. I can’t drive longer. My right arm is injured.”
“Oh, right. I forgot. Then...”
He cut my line.
“Don’t worry. We will be sleeping in a separate room. Let’s go.” He said and exit his car.
And he really knows what I am thinking.
I exit his car and followed him. He directly walked to the front desk as soon as we entered the building. I followed him.
“Two rooms, please.” He said before the staff could greet him.
“I’m sorry, Sir. But there is only one room left. We are very occupied tonight.” The lady staff said.
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