#113 Trapped

The guy I’ve been crushing on presses all the buttons on the elevator. “Power’s out. The alarm button doesn’t work.”

“This cannot be happening…” I sink to the floor and cover my head. Even my caffeine-fuelled predictions of seeing Simon again did not involve a busted elevator.

“Patty, are you okay?” He asks.

“H-how do you know my nickname?”

He shyly admits: “I asked Petra about you. I wanted to ask you out but the timing felt off.”

I sniffle: “If we get out of here, I’d love to go on a date.”

“Deal.”

Suddenly, the elevator starts moving up.