Toothpaste Kisses

Everyone says bad things come in threes.

If two unfortunate occurrences already happened—for example: having to travel to bumfuck nowhere with a colleague she has a crush on (a colleague who, to add insult to injury, barely acknowledges her presence) and then having to share the room with said colleague—a third one is likely to take place.

Pansy doesn’t give weight to the nature of those ridiculous notions until they enter their room only to find the third bad thing.

(or: There's only one bed.)