#elevators suck

He enters the building, phone continuously vibrating. Fuck it- Allen switches the phone off while entering the elevator. Up to....what floor was it again? 16? No....18? He clicks both, walking further in and slouching against the wall for support. In reality, he was tired. Just about to meet another girl who was willing to break rules with him. Another body he could "shag". Just another. Nothing special. She'd say words, jokes even, and maybe a dramatic back story. Who fucking knows? She's just another.

The elevator doors shut and that's when he notices the other person. Short. Shorter than him, obviously, no one's taller than him. Wavy black hair. Though that's all he sees before looking away. He could easily strike a conversation right now, but for what?

Floor 9...Floor 10.... Whatever. There wasn't enough time for flirting. They weren't going to be on the elevator that long anyways--

                                           Spoke too soon.