[ LOCAL TIME 12:58 ]
Nathan pushes against the roof of the elevator shaft, which slides the metal panel forward. His emerald eyes look down on me as I shine my phone light in his direction. In some way, it almost felt like the universe wanted Nathan and I to be trapped in here together. I don't know why, but something about him feels familiar and soft.
"Are you ready?" He questions, offering me a hand so I can get up from the floor, which I take.
"So what do I do when I get up there?" I question, looking up at the hole in the ceiling with much distrust.
Nathan shrugs. "I'm not really sure, to be honest."
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Last Flight Home [completed]
Short StoryIt was one thing having an extended layover at the airport on a major holiday. It was another thing to have searing-hot coffee spilt all over my white shirt. And maybe it was another thing to get stuck in an elevator with an arrogant college student...
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