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Pairing of your choice, apartment building AU, trapped in the elevator together.
“You know that’s not going to do anything,” Lindsay said loudly, trying to be heard over the constant pounding on the metal door.
Mica kept up her assault to both the door and their hearing, banging her fist rhymically. “You don’t know that,” she justified.
“We just finished talking with the super,” Lindsay pointed out. “He’ll send for the elevator guys, they’ll get us out. Banging like that isn’t going to help!”
Mica spun around to face her neighbour and friend. “There was a lady who was trapped in an elevator for five weeks. She died, Lindsay!”
Lindsay sighed, grateful that at least the noise had stopped, if not her friend’s worry. “That was in China and I don’t think she had talked to the super or anything. The workers didn’t know she was there. We’ll be fine,” she said, and pulled out her phone.
Mica paced back and forth in the small space, making Lindsay worry. “You okay? Just sit down,” Lindsay said.
Mica fluttered her hands, flapping them in front of her face. “I don’t do well in enclosed spaces!” she squeaked, her breathing getting faster.
Lindsay stepped into her path and laid her hands on the smaller girl’s shoulders, halting her. “Okay, okay, so let’s distract you!” Lindsay declared.
“My DS is dead!” Mica whined. “I was going to plug it in as soon as I got home!”
“I mean…” Lindsay started. “We could always, like, make out or something?”