The hallway chatter outside faded as Carlo pushed open the door to their room, still answering something Ruggeri had thrown at him.
Udogie and Fornella followed behind, the four of them walking in with Carlo, expecting the place to look the same as he'd left it.
It didn't.
Carlo stopped mid-sentence, looking over at Leo's side of the room.
His bag was already zipped, his folded clothes stacked on top of it, boots tucked in their covers and put away in a corner.
It looked like a hotel checkout, not a room they still had time in.
"What's he doing?" Carlo muttered, wandering in a slow circle like he needed another angle to confirm what he was seeing.
Before any of them could say more, the bathroom door clicked open.
Leo stepped out with a bottle of mouthwash still in hand.
He saw all four of them staring and gave an awkward nod, the kind you give when you walk into a situation you don't fully understand yet.
