Unexpected Situation 2
A wry smile tugged at Noah's lips as he surveyed the room.
"Not exactly a romantic getaway, huh?" he conceded, the playful challenge in his voice softening into amusement.
Lilith, seemingly unfazed by the basic surroundings, shrugged off her waterlogged jacket.
"It has its charm," she replied, the hint of amusement in her silver eyes more pronounced now.
Despite the motel's shortcomings, it offered a welcome respite from the unrelenting storm. The rhythmic drumming of rain against the thin walls seemed a distant lullaby compared to the electricity that crackled between them.
"Well," Noah began, his voice dropping to a low murmur,
"it might not be the most luxurious accommodation, but at least it's dry." His gaze drifted towards Lilith, a question lingering in his eyes.