Day two.
Lady luck sure isn't on my side these days. He entered the lift blankly exactly like the day before. Being a new neighbor, I decided to for go yesterday's incident. New environment, new people, I want to start over a fresh. Having bad relationship with people who I may take lift rides for the rest of my stay is definitely not in my list.
Biting on my lower lips and shaking fingers fiddle with the hem of my shirt, I spoke up just above a whisper "Good morning, whats your name?" He continued staring at the door, clenching his fist to cover his mouth as he let out a cough. Waiting for a reply, I caught a glimpse of his mesmerizing facial features. Eyes as grey as frosted ashes, lips the shade of dead autumn leaves. His face bathed under the soft illuminating light, casting a faint shadow, complementing his cheekbones. A mysteriously sexy combination.
Sexy, yet deadly silent. I let out a sigh as I looked forward and exited the lift at the ground floor.
I wonder how long it would take for him to open up to me. Something about him just makes me want to know him better.
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Two individuals, One elevator
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