The elevator takes three minutes to reach the 183rd floor.
Long enough for eyes to meet, and lips to smile.
“Monday,” he sighs.
“Soon comes round,” she says.
“Have a nice day!” they chorus.
By Tuesday they’ve exchanged names, and by Wednesday they’re lunching.
Thursday night they leave together, and Friday morning they enter the lift flushed, wearing the same outfits as the day before. Intimacy hangs like a steamy shower curtain within the confines of the whispering elevator.
Monday, she swerves abruptly towards an adjacent elevator.
He rolls his eyes.
“Needy,” he says.
“Aren’t they all?” agrees his colleague.
Hope everyone had a lovely Easter. The highlight of mine was finding out I’d been awarded second place in the Magic Oxygen Literary Prize 2015/16 with my story Finn. Aside from that, it was a cold, but sunny Easter with occasional heavy showers. Thanks to Rochelle for all her work on Friday Fictioneers. This week she’s reminding us about the courtesy of keeping our stories as close to 100 words as possible, so I’ve been sure to hit the wordcount squarely, even adding an adverb to do so. 🙂