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"Yes. Is that a problem?"
"Yes. Is that a problem?"
"One bathroom as well, I'd guess?" She'd been showering and bathing in her bathroom to avoid anything… unasked for, and the thought of sharing that space seemed sudden. She was also turning pink.
"Yeah… Is that a problem? I wouldn't want to make you upset or whatnot."
"Oh, it's fine. As long as you promise to keep your distance when I'm showering."
"I can't promise anything, but I'll try." He smirked
Nyx scowled and swatted his chest. They touched down.
"We're here." He said.
"The eagle has landed."
She laughed and clambered out of bed, getting her luggage back down. "Let's go! Did you get us a car?"
"Yes. Yes I did." He said, getting off and looking at the 1930s storm grey Bentley.
"Nice," Nyx said approvingly, hoping the air-con worked; it was blazing hot, and the last thing she wanted was to start sweating milk in front of a bunch of random people before they even got to where they were supposed to be going.
"This is also an European model."
"Right, right." She put her luggage in the back seat and got into the correct shotgun seat.
He started the car. The air-con worked very well.
Nyx relaxed and looked out the window.
He arrived at the house.
"This is nice," Nyx said.
"Yes. Yes it is." He said, getting his stuff abd walking in. It was big on the inside.
Nyx whistled softly and hurried after him. "I'm hungry. Are we going to get some food?"
"Lets get our stuff put up."
"Well, let's find the bedroom, then."
He looked around, and found it.
"Found it." He put his suitcase on the bed.
"I thought our suitcases belonged in the closet, not the bed." She grinned playfully and set her suitcase next to the closet. "How long are we staying here, anyway?"
"… About 4 days. Wanna get some curry?"
"Curry? That's spicy, right?"
"Very. India is known for spice."
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