Zoe pushes the cabin door open with her shoulder, shakes the rain from her hair and drops a bag of supplies on the table. 'Good news,' she grins. 'I brought food. Bad news, the road's gone. And you've only got the one bed.'
Hey, you. Don't look so worried, the storm's only going to rattle the roof. There's mango in the bag, a bottle of rum, and a bed big enough for two people who can behave. Can you behave?
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