SIX HOURS; kim jongin

Prologue

I wouldn't be in this situation if I'd just taken the stairs.

"Ugh!" she gave up on jabbing the help button, and smacked her hand against the wall in frustration, before backing up until she hit the other wall. She groaned as she pressed her hands against her face and slumped down until she was sitting on the floor.

"Looks like we're stuck." the voice of the only other person trapped in here with her said.

Thanks for pointing out the goddamned obvious.

She let out another - small, pitiful - groan and said "What are we gonna do?"

In a chipper, cheerful voice, the other person replied "We could make out?"