She paused, squinting at the bed for a moment before her eyes widened. “I am so sorry,” she said, turning to him with concern in her eyes. “They didn’t ask and I didn’t specify, and... I’m so sorry.”
“What? No, you will not,” she said, folding her arms. “I will not sleep in a bed while you sleep on the floor.”
She squinted at him, folding her arms. “Are you really so cowardly that you can’t sleep in the same bed as someone?” she asked playfully. “It’s not romantic, it’s just me.”
She folded her arms before sitting on the floor stubbornly, crossing her arms. “Don’t test my ability to be polite, Z. You won’t win.”
