The two of them walked down the street holding hands. On their wrists were matching bracelets signifying their relationship. It was night.
“So, where are we going?” asked Oliver.
“You’ll see,” said Ava, giving him a wink. He blushed.
“My heart just skipped a beat…” he said. Ava giggled.
“Good!” she said, smiling cheerfully.
*And this is why I love her,* said Oliver.
Ava got her bearings quickly and then figured out which way they were to go next.
“That way!” she said. Oliver followed along.
*He’s gonna be so embarrassed!* she thought. She looked at a street sign above and realised they were basically there. She looked to the right and saw the place just there.
“There!” she said to him, pointing. Oliver looked, then took a double take. He blushed and smiled, then looked down and covered his face with his left hand.
“So?” said Ava. “What could it be?”
“Why you gotta make me say it though?” said Oliver.
“Aww, you’re so embarrassed! What is it over there?”
“…It’s a love hotel…”