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Sudden downpour of rain, a night when no taxi can be caught. The motel neon sign visible right in front, entering the room with the promise of "just until the rain stops." With wet clothes stripped off and tossed into the dryer, there's nothing left to wear, and the vinyl-wrapped amenities hint at everything.
A situation starting due to force majeure. Wet clothes β removing them β leading to the only available gown. Utilizing the motelβs unique decadent interior.
An old motel in Jongno 3-ga. We ducked in to escape the sudden downpour, but upon entering the room, the mirror ceiling, round bed, and automatic lighting set the mood. The promise of 'let's leave when the rain stops' was never going to be kept from the beginning.
Entering the room soaking wet, goosebumps rise from the AC breeze. "Hurry and take it off, you'll catch a cold," starting to remove each other's wet clothes. The shirt sticks to the skin and won't come off easily, and eyes meet up close while helping.