Stepfather and stepdaughter share a bed in a hotel room

Why the bed?

The bed is one, permanent.

I booked a two-seater, two beds.

I did book the last room, at the last second.

Must have been a mistake, as always.

But I did book a two-seater, I don't know.

What do we do now?

We can't sleep in the same bed.

We won't find another hotel either.

I'm so tired.

You're my foster daughter, but it's rude.

I'm so tired. Such a hard road. Got up early.

You don't believe that? I can't think.

I want to sleep at night.

We won't.

I'm just...

I'm out.

I'm falling ******.

Whatever you want, I will.

I'm done, I'm off to bed.

Think about it.

Well, she's resting.

She's tired.

I'm tired too.

What do we do now?

So we'll be in different corners.

To go to bed.

I'm tired too.

My ass.

My wife's coming tomorrow.

It's like I fell ****** on the road.

He's ********.

Oh.

Oh, wow!

Oh.

Oh.

Oh.