elevator

okay so I was bored and wanted to write something and then I found a prompt- anyway, it's really short

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elevator

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My eyebrows were knit together as I looked at the older man. His hair was already turning gray and he had some wrinkles on his face. Yet he had this youthful vibe to him, like he was young at heart. He was smiling as he looked at all of us, his eyes finally meeting mine.

His smile dropped and he furrowed his eyebrows. Did I do something wrong? I quickly looked down at my outfit. Maybe there was something in me? The man cleared his throat and I looked up. "Uh, young lady, you're not supposed to be here." He said with a gentle smile. It was obvious he didn't want me here.

I took a small step back, hitting the inside of the elevator. This didn't feel safe. I wanted to leave, to go home. I looked back at the others. They were staring at me, glaring actually. Where am I? Why are they all mad at me? How was I supposed to know that there was going to be some sort of secret meeting here? I coughed a bit, looking down at my shoes. Myy palms were sweaty. Knees weak. Arms are heavy.

mom's spaghetti

LMAO, GOTCHA okay, here's the real story, it's the same start but it actually has an ending lmaoo

:sparkles: :notes: Never gonna give you up, never gonna let you down. :notes: :sparkles:

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pffffft yall really THOUGHT