One room, one bed, and a whole night to get through. After a long day on the road he the lights and lies down on top of the covers; she comes out of the bathroom wrapped in a towel and the air in the room changes. In the dark neither of them says the thing out loud — a hand reaches back, a door closes, a whispered we re just in the same room hangs between them. Shot in intimate POV from the moment they see the bed to the last click of the lamp, it s a slow-burn hotel story about a line that gets crossed one small step at a time, and a finish neither of them plans to explain in the morning.
