one bed one bed one bed

[vytis]

[Another week, another meeting. Alright, it wasn't as if they had meetings every week, but they certainly seemed unending. After another long plane trip, Lithuania had been looking forward to having a bed, any bed, to lay down in. He'd shared hotel rooms with Poland plenty of times before, and lived with the other nation in the past besides; he didn't expect to have any trouble beyond the kind that always accompanied Poland. Of course, that was before he got into the hotel room and saw one bed. King-sized, admittedly, but still. One.]

Is this the right room? [As if the keycard would have gotten him into just any room.]