Let it go

Ethan decides to let it go.

After a bit more back and forth, Layla reaches for her phone. "Oh! Wow... look at the time..."

Curious himself, Ethan looks at his own phone, noticing it's already past 11:00. "Oh, yikes..."

A bellow of thunder, perfectly timed, rumbles outside the house. After taking a moment to listen to it, Layla clucks her tongue. "Well, sound's awful still... Would you... Like to stay the night?"